On the battlefield amongst the dead and dying, two creatures face off. Desperate for food they came, a flood of millions looking for salvation, for life and a chance to reproduce. The guardians however are cold, impassive and brutal as they slaughter the newcomers, gathering them up to destroy them, using their corpses for their own devices before discarding them. As the refugee force builds fighting back for their right to life, they mount an attack killing many guardians and forcing their way into the most sacred of temples. The battle rages for days and as the heat rises they fight so ferociously that everyone in the surrounds knows, watching on with concern. The battle causes many to flee fearful of the path it may take, and people close their gateways to the flood of refugees. Meanwhile the life and death struggle continues as guardians pile the pathetic corpses of their rivals into the wetlands where they rot. Soon a river of decaying body's forms, it is thick, starting with just tints of green before turning to a green sludge, flowing freely into the surrounding environment. The whole kingdoms feels the effects as constantly I wipe mucus from my nose.