He’ll give you exactly what you want—your strength, your beauty, your voice. Then he’ll wear it when he leaves you behind.
She made you feel seen… didn’t she? That’s how it starts. That’s how all of them start.
He fell from the skies like a comet of iron and rage. And when he stood, the ground burned with his name.
When the sky burns red over the volcanic plains of Emberfall, it means Thrazgral the Ashbringer walks the mortal world again. Wreathed in fire and fury, this Balor is a living apocalypse, the echo of a thousand battlefields still smoldering in its wake.