Shattering the Crimson Fog

Kaelen watched the crimson fog crawl toward his boots. The cloud rippled with a low, menacing rumble. A thick scent of rusted iron and rotting meat filled the desolate street.

Draven cackled from within the haze. The mist swirled, taking the shape of a massive skull that glared down at Kaelen. Its hollow eye sockets seemed to burn with a hellish, crimson light. "It is no use! The Blood Fog devour