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| The great wall of the Red outpost was under heavy attack by the infamous Scorpian hordes. Scorponis was eager to add a few more victories into his belt before Azaron took all the fun. The Red outpost was a tough shell to crack, and the Scorpian forces were being held back. "We can't breach the wall O'Lord! We need to call on Azaron for assistance!" said a Scorpian elite. "Never! Azaron has had enough fun, I want this to be my battle! If that little-" Scorponis was suddenly cut off by a deafening bang. |
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| Undead! The evil unliving skeletons had arrived in the mist of the battle. A sinister blue glow, snaked through the cracks of their white faces. Sparks of magic, showered the skeleton warriors as they walked towards the great doors of the Red oupost. "Quick to the doors!" yelled a outpost soldier, loaded with animosity towards the hated undead army. |
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