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The Liege Of Chaos Is Unleashed
At The Ensorcelled Shrine Of
(The Splendour Of A Swords Gleaming
Beneath The Of The Hyperborean Empire Part II)

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

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

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

Yes... I see the forces, the battle is imminent!
How splendid the Army looks as it fronts the foe...
the fray they ride!

CHAPTER 1: THE BLOODYING OF THE
(THE ARMIES OF THE HYPERBOREAN
STEADFASTLY ENGAGE THE OF WRAITHS)

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

Hearken, sons of the Empire...
Here we stand the Field of Blood...
Though day we may die,
Our legend shall forever.

???

THE
Minions of Chaos, their flesh,
their bones, devour their souls!

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

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

???

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

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

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

The fiends were dealt a staggering blow by the incantations,
the power of the inexplicably magnified by the enchantments
of the Crystal. The were routed soundly by the elder magics,
fleeing and maledictions against the King,
and the winged horrors seared and burning from the enraged sky.
But the twisted machinations of insidious had prepared
for the King one blow in this dread confrontation...
aye, the

CHAPTER 3: THE AWAKENING OF

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

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

THE
For the eternal of Hyperborea!

???

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

???

Then the battle, the of the wraiths,
all that had merely a ruse...
a scheme by the Chaos-Liege merely to realize
his ultimate ambition of the sundering of the mystic

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

???

What was that deed? What could stop the
I know the outcome of this confrontation!

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