The axe at last is broken, having held his might and more! Lightning strikes and what was once dead rises from the grave, fighting its way back for those it would save. A scream on the wind, a call to battle, but who is left standing when his breath doth rattle.
Old enemies gather, now free from the dark, but the worst is waiting to make his mark.
The dragons go to war, lest the hydra has her way, taking the one thing from that dimension that the Fae would want to stay.
A huntress in the forest, come to guide their way - will she set them on the path or lead them all astray.
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