ANCIENT GUARD INTERVIEW
Streams of blood where death whispers its incessant funeral dirges…bleak sky, draped in the mist of putrefaction spreads the ashes of immolated human remains. Serpents of tormented souls like ghosts from the past, full of fear and dread, where the jet-black darkness looms…submerged in desolate crypts, where lonely winds blow, whispering ancient incantations. Bare skills […]