Charging to the Ancestral Inheritance Grounds

"We may be delayed in reaching our prime, but soon, we will soar through the heavens as the Night Emperors of our generation. When that time comes, we shall devour those unsightly human ants beneath our feet.

Every grudge, every humiliation suffered over the past century shall be repaid in fresh, flowing blood! The blood of these lowly humans will run like rivers beneath our reign!"

The voice of the aged Night Walker reverberated through the mysterious cave, its echo weaving into the dense, suffocating night.

The dark figures stood in the shadows, their auras oppressive, their eyes gleaming with savage hunger.

The very air trembled with radical fervor as their bloodlust intensified, thick and cloying like the scent of decay.

A slow, eerie chuckle slithered through the crowd.