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The Liege Of Chaos Is Unleashed
At The Shrine Of A'Zura-Kai
(The Splendour Of A Swords Gleaming
Beneath The Blazon Of The Hyperborean Empire II)

You must learn to your spirit-form, Xerxes...
for by mastering the art of traversing the
you may travel to many places, and many times.
Countless secrets will be for you,
and enlightenment shall be yours.

Yes, master... and yet, is one realm which intrigues me
all others, one era which occupies my thoughts unceasingly...
What of the clash between the Royal of Hyperborea
and the of the Chaos-Liege?

Ah, yes... the mists, Xerxes...
gaze into limitless depths... compel them to show you
that martial which you so fervently seek.

Yes... I see the massing forces, the is imminent!
How splendid the Imperial Army as it fronts the foe...
into the fray ride!

CHAPTER 1: THE OF THE KING
(THE ARMIES OF THE EMPIRE
ENGAGE THE HORDE OF WRAITHS)

THE
Imperial Cavalry... advance! Them Down! In to the fray!
unforgettably the art of Hyperborean warcraft!
Spearmen, form Omega Phalanx.
Archers, arrows, prepare to loose.
Warriors, stand ready... the clarion!

Hearken, of the glorious Empire...
we stand upon the Field of Blood...
Though day we may die,
Our legend live forever.

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THE
of Chaos, rend their flesh,
crush bones, devour their souls!

2: HAVOC AT THE SHRINE OF A'ZURA-KAI

THE
Onwards with our gleaming,
them with cold steel a'cleaving,
Fall only our hearts cease beating,
Men of Hyperborea.

???

THE
By the powers of the Shadow-Sword,
I call forth the fury of the storm to the massed legions of Chaos!

And at the sound of his Words of Power,
the sky wide in fury, and searing tendrils of ruinous
lightning lanced inexorably forth the heavens to rake
and reave the hordes of Chaos...

The spells he had learned from the Mountain...
did their win the battle for the King's legions?

The fiends were a staggering blow by the sorcerous incantations,
the power of the spells magnified by the enchantments
of the Crystal. The Wraiths were routed by the elder magics,
fleeing and maledictions against the King,
and the winged horrors fell seared and burning the enraged sky.
But the twisted machinations of Chaos had prepared
for the King one final blow in this confrontation...
aye, the

3: THE AWAKENING OF CHAOS

LORD
Fly, my sentinel of the night,
Deliver unto me the Crystal of Power,
That I may at last be free more...

then, mortal!
Test that blade of black steel against me if you dare!
O' great king, your army shall be swept away before my wrath!
'Ere the dawn, ten thousand die!

THE
For the glory of Hyperborea!

???

But did Angsaar want of the Crystal?
I know he battled his immortal nemesis possession
of the mystic many aeons ago...
but what use would one of the jewels be to him?

???

Then the battle, the of the wraiths,
all had been merely a ruse...
a scheme implemented by the merely to realize
his ultimate of the sundering of the mystic shackles?

Yes, the chance... the last hope for victory...

???

What was that What could stop the Chaos-Liege?
I must know the of this confrontation!

The begins to darken...
the mists once weave their spell to withold their timelost secrets.
Practice art, Xerxes...
hone your skills, and the final outcome of this tale
shall be made known to you...