The deafening roar of the Bone Dragon echoed across the Scourgelands.
Miles away, hidden deep within his black-bone fortress, Vorthos the Lich Lord finally turned his full attention to the southern valley.
He felt the sudden, massive loss of his Undead Knight vanguard.
Vorthos did not send more knights. He changed the rules of the battlefield.
Lucifer sat on his Nightmare Steed. His eyes scanned the bruised-purple fog.
The air pressure in the valley suddenly inverted.
All around the valley, massive structures tore through the ash-covered ground.
Five towering obelisks. They were hundreds of feet tall, forming a massive ring around the Grand Army's position.
[System Warning: Zone-Wide Environmental Hazard Detected!]
[Hazard: Soul Siphons Activated.]
[Source: Vorthos, Lich Lord of the Scourgelands.]
