Suddenly, the sky turned a deep, bruised purple. The "Threat Meter" at the edge of his vision began to pulse rhythmically.
"Everyone, prepare for the inevitable demise!" Arthur shouted into a megaphone. Fantasy.Town.Regional.Manager.v28.11.2021.rar
Arthur checked his watch. It was 2:58 PM. He looked at the town—the beautiful inns, the strategically placed watchtowers, and the adventurers currently looting each other’s pockets. It was a masterpiece of corporate fantasy planning. Suddenly, the sky turned a deep, bruised purple