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When pain is great, and blood does boil,
When grief from the grave, is released unspoiled,
When armies of flesh meet armies of bone,
Then freeze shall water and flow shall bone.
Death is unleashed into this land,
None can stand, beast or man,
Control freed from hand of the mage,
Control gone and spell his cage.
Skeletal hordes rise behind a champion,
One marked by teeth of a lion,
Fate lies on the sword of shades,
Death at the top of the dark blade,
Protector of the Undead and bane of life,
To atain it requires much strife.
Hope lies in the eyes of the dark one,
Hope too in the one under a different sun.

                                                 The 19th prophecy of Rantacar
Character Details:
The Raven
Rikko
Kilocho
Kornyx
The Culatar
Leviosa
Gucherez
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