After a day's work, the first line of trenches that denotes the quarantine zone was successfully finished before dark. The Poison Demon Cult was efficient in turning the barren earth into a literal moat of death. Their methods were gruesome, lacking the elegant flow of orthodox sword arts or the resonant harmony of elemental spells, but the results were undeniable. The ground bubbled ominously, forming an impenetrable barrier of poison that deterred the endless swarm of the insectoids.
Venom Master Xun stood before Aurelia and Monk Huiyin, her hands resting on her hips. Her amethyst eyes, filled with a predatory amusement, swept over the disguised Paladin.
