The bloodsoaked plains of Gronth shake beneath the marching hooves of Gose'dur's legions. These are no ordinary troops, forged in the molten heart of a volcano, their flesh tempered into steel by the demonic power that drives them.
Monstrosities of unimaginable shape and size roam across the landscape, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. Every soldier is a weapon, bearing weapons that resonate with forbidden energy.
This is the wrath of Gose'dur, a Gose'dur's influence is felt across the galaxy, a shadow falling upon worlds and civilizations alike.
Solely through acts of unparalleled bravery and faith can the Ruinous Powers tips be opposed. But for now, Gose'dur's reign continues, a testament to the darkness that lurks at the heart of reality.