Wizards Of Bats

Swathed in millennia’s of death, deprivation and discontent, the condemned were induced into further damp darkness. Mud was swiftly rising above adult calves and inching closer to the mouths of babes. The fight-back against this oppression had to begin. And begin now! Gazing across the rain-swept hills, straining their eyes through the cracks and whips of lightning, the meek barely made out five figures afar. At a rate of knots the figures quickly morphed from black vibrations slotted with rain