Story

Xavier stood alone on the hilltop, his dark brown apprentice's robes fluttering behind him in the fierce wind. He had been standing like that for the past hour, all alone, not moving. Inside a white-walled building, another boy stood watching Xavier. He walked out and but his hand on Xavier's shoulder. "Is everything all right?" he asked. "The fall is eminent." Xavier said in a deep, commanding voice. "Even the gods cannot stop it this time. The Enemy's forces have gathered, and march south. They come calling at the white bell, and they shall enter the Black Gate, and terror and death shall fall on the golden lands, and the world will weep, and all shall die." "what do you mean?" the other boy asked, his tone meek. "Look down, and see your doom." The other boy looked down then, and gasped. spread out, for hundreds of miles, as far as the eye could see, a rolling sea of black-armoured men and blood-drenched demon beasts.