M/Magister Dixit/Trumpets of Battle (The Curse of Azagath Pt.XII)
Trumpets of battle, trumpets of war marching forward to the great temple of darunh greyspirits are slowly falling down thularians are strong mighty fighter the sky is darker than it ever been this is the era of thousand prophecies storm-thunder-lightning and frozenwinds it's the epoch of unblessed tragedies at the gates in front of temple the mage of chaos is casting more and more to re-enforce
then thularis opens the door the final fight all he saw was an orb of light, a menacing sphere as he grab his sword, a lightning struck his hand off but he could see the book on a table the sky is darker than it ever been this is the time to crush the enemy storm-thunder-lightning and frozenwinds it's the epoch of unblessed tragedies
Trumpets of battle -battle! trumpets of war -war! fight! at the gates in front of the temple the mage of chaos is casting more and more to re-enforce
Thularis: ''I need your help, Golemgorth'' as the mitgon king struck the mage with an axe
Golemgorth took the book in his hand while azagath was still alive but could not read simple word hyldeon knows how to read this earth! air! water! fire! then azagath simply disappear greyspirits left without master the ghost of hyldeon was only a dream...
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