They do not remember who they were. That knowledge rotted away, devoured by the creeping bloom that now festers beneath their skin. Where once there was thought, now there is hunger - an instinctive, insatiable need to spread the will of the Bloodthorne. Fungal growths burst from cracked flesh, their spores drifting in the air like whispered promises of ruin. They do not fight for conquest or survival. They fight because the Bloodthorne demands it. Each strike they land is not meant to kill, but to taint - to invite flesh and bone to join the endless cycle of corruption. A single wound is all it takes. The change begins. The forest grows.
Sporebound Corruptors (Bloodthorne)
€ 27,60Price
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