PROLOUGE

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        It was on a stormy night when they met, two armies on a rocky battle field. One army was dressed in silver-blue armor and the other, a ragtag group of individuals, all having the same pale skin and red eyes as features. With a roar they clashed.

      Cries of pain and death echoed as they fell by the score on both sides, but one tore through the battle field, seeking out another. It was for this purpose that he had travelled throughout the land, gathering creatures that normally preferred been on their own and making alliances with rivals. Now he pushed forward till at last he met him.

       A tall imposing man in heavy armor, yet his green glowing eyes were clearly visible as they locked on him. No words were needed as the two clashed.

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