AlbertoGR

Ravaged worlds, banished life; such is the work of the Vortex kind. Nightmarish creatures born in the dark, the queen is their life, her wish their command. Malicious jaws, merciless claws, getting ready as the hunger grows. Shiny teeth, sharp as a knife. Sudden death in a crimson flash. Blind rage from a rock-hard heart, the only knowledge of their empty minds. Anger, hate, greed, strife; such is the law of the Vortex kind.