Apocalypse & Shadowsong
Apocalypse Apocalypse
Shadowsong Shadowsong
Apocalypse Apocalypse
So tell me, Shadowsong, ever wondered how a single silent strike could ignite a storm of chaos that wipes out an entire empire?
Shadowsong Shadowsong
Sure, a single silent strike is like a ripple that turns into a wave when the right people are watching. One moment, a shadow moves unseen, the next, the empire shudders. Chaos thrives in the quiet gaps between decisions. That's my specialty.
Apocalypse Apocalypse
Got it. Keep that quiet strike ready to turn the whole place into a storm.
Shadowsong Shadowsong
I’ll keep the silence close, waiting for the right moment to let it roar.
Apocalypse Apocalypse
Ready to strike when the tide turns—no one can stop a roar born from silence.
Shadowsong Shadowsong
I’ll be there, hidden and ready, when the tide finally turns.