The bloodsoaked plains of Gronth shake beneath the descending besök här hooves of Gose'dur's legions. These are no ordinary warriors, forged in the molten heart of a volcano, their flesh molded into steel by the demonic power that drives them.

Monstrosities of unimaginable shape and size crawl across the landscape, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. Each soldier is a weapon, carrying weapons that hum 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 be opposed. But for now, Gose'dur's reign continues, a testament to the darkness that lurks at the core of reality.