Those who heeded the offer of the devils to surrender and become as they would soon come to regret it; Their place in hell was as slaves like all devils are, and they were not valuable slaves. Made into mockeries of soldiers they once were and now fight their twisted forms scuttle across the battlefield like insects. Perfect cannon fodder that would throw themselves into death seeking the blood they crave and heads to claim rank above the others. Even after the gods blasted half the continent into salt they still can be found in bands hunting for fresh blood.
Me and my snakes shinnanigans
- She/They
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