Another day, another battlefield. I was sharpening my claws, feeling the familiar pulse of rage beneath my skin, when the air shifted — heavy, uneasy. That’s when I felt it… power calling for power.

I don’t fight for glory. I don’t fight for praise. I fight because destruction is written into my blood.

If you stand in my way, I won’t hesitate. If you fight beside me, don’t fall behind.

I am Dyrroth. And today, the Abyss walks again.