Over the dark and blasted lands of Kal-saitharak a great roar of triumph rose. The dominion of the Dark God was supreme. The Tower of Angband was alive with fiery light of laser bolts and the deafening screech of the Ak-Baba. And all around a throb was heard, a dull low grinding, like the sound of of a thousand factories. Legion after legion after legion of bots, monsters, Kiera, Vegetas Humani and corrupted humans marched out of the Gates of Fire to enforce the will of the Dark Being, the Adversary, He Who Walks in the Shadows, the Lord of all Evil.
And the dark red cloud, ringed and pierced by a scarlet gloom rejoiced in its existence.