You stand before a stage illuminated with mysterious green light. A painted backdrop depicting gnarled and thorny trees dominates the center. Scavenged wooden fencing, hammered together with rusty nails into jagged arrangements, stands on either side. Rotting wood and filthy rags are scattered across the floor. You hear a distant horn, and turn to see a parade of shadowy figures and monstrous beasts marching out of the darkness toward the stage. No guitars, just words, lurching bass lines, and the thunder of drums. This is Evil Sword.