Ave Satanas worship or perish.
The reckoning has begun.
In the Devil’s Playground morals have vanished, demons run rampant, and the death toll is rising.
The price of freedom looms closer than before, simply crown the king, claim a queen, and make idle work of the damned.
One will perish.
Bounties will be placed.
The devil wants his due, and one little Serpine is exactly who he's been waiting for.
The puppet dances as long as her strings are pulled.