"Khasekhemwy?"
"Yes?"
"The desert is falling apart, you can feel it right?"
"Countless faithful worshippers of Prime Undeviginti are being slaughtered right as we are speaking, I can feel their stifled screams"
"Same for worshippers of Watchful Undeviginti… Be they civilians, warriors, elderly, young children… They are all being killed, dozens by the minute…"
The two Ersta'ras stood side by side upon the tall ramparts of the capital, they had expected casualties, heavy casualties even, but never would they have imagined that such a massacre would take place from the moment Sanguine Undeviginti took over, the enemy and the red sun were cooperating together, that much was obvious, but still…
