Jeno, Levin Axeraider
Legends Rise
Swordcraft
Follower
Gold
Unevolved
The gale is herald to the storm. It claws at the battlefield, ripping at flesh, tattered spirits flailing in the wind. Then, absolute stillness. It isn't peace, but the stifling paralysis that drops like a curtain the second before lightning strikes.
Evolved
Sharpen your fangs, whelps. This isn't training. No more chasing your tails around in circles. This is when we advance towards some real change. So get out there and clear a path for your captain!