Heroes of Valdera

He grunted as he was pierced through by a sharp tentacle. Not unlike a window broken through with a rock, it was the final blow that made his remaining strength disappear. The shadowy figure came closer and tilted his head up, laughing softly and letting it drop back down.

"Oh, heroes. You should know by now. The nightmare troupe will prevail, and there is nothing you can do to stop it."

a wisp of smoke, and all that remained was a smoldering battlefield... and four heroes with their shattered pride.