The Dark Lord’s Wrath II

The black clouds spread across the sky like a menacing blanket, blotting out the sun and casting the entire kingdom into darkness. The air grew thick and heavy, and the winds picked up, howling like a pack of wolves. The storm grew increasingly violent, lightning bolts streaking across the sky like jagged scars, and thunder shaking the very foundations of the castle.

But the sudden darkness that enveloped the kingdom was different. It was not just the absence of light, but a palpable, suffocating darkness that seemed to smother everything in its path. Even the brightest lights flickered and dimmed, unable to penetrate the darkness. It felt like the end of the world had come, and the kingdom was about to be swallowed by the void.