What doesn’t kill us..

..Isn’t trying hard enough.

Days. It’s been days wandering around this blasted glacier. In the distance I can see spires of darkest metal. Constructs of a war machine that is ready to rear it’s ugly head.

Meanwhile, I have to keep my eyes peeled to the horizon. Behind me wolves dog my every step. Ahead of me, Scourge threaten to ambush if i’m not careful enough.

What doesn’t kill us..