- Jun 3, 2011
As soon as you entered the field, the heat bears down on you. Dust and rust fill the air and once you manage to get a good look, through the grit and glare, you find that the ground is little more than compacted earth constantly eroded by the endless wind. The battlefield is not empty, however, far from it. Thousands, maybe tens of thousands, of swords litter the field. Each of them has been plunged into the earth, marking the spot their wielders fell. Unlike the champions, these warriors did not rise once more.