Darksiders Dayz -

“They shoot on sight,” Fury muttered, watching a living man in a torn raincoat club another for a can of beans. “Pathetic.”

“No soul to take,” the Rider whispered to himself. “And no soul to give.” darksiders dayz

The sky was the color of a fresh bruise, churning with ash and the dying light of a sun that had forgotten how to warm. Four horses stood on the ridge overlooking the ruins of a coastal city. Not just any horses—the pale, reeking mounts of the apocalypse. But one saddle was empty. “They shoot on sight,” Fury muttered, watching a

“They are not our prey,” Strife said, sighting down his massive pistol. “They’re just… stuck.” “They shoot on sight