Dark clouds seethed above Xal'dar's twisted realm, their turbulent masses churning like a frenzied sea. The sky was a deep, foreboding canvas, smeared with streaks of violet lightning that pulsed with chaos energy. As the lightning flashed, it cast an eerie, unnatural twilight over the land below, illuminating the grotesque horde gathered beneath Xal'dar's balcony.
The ground trembled beneath the weight of millions of creatures-a vast army, stretching beyond the horizon. Their forms were nightmarish, twisted by chaos energy—hulking orcs with obsidian skin and armor, minotaurs brandishing massive greataxes, dark elves with eyes like glowing violet, and countless other terrors birthed from the Xal'dar's influence.
The horde seethed, a restless tide of growls and cheers, as they gazed up at the towering figure of Xal'dar.