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nIn the frigid and desolate Everfrost Wilds in the far north of Pluoria, two mighty kingdoms, Nordvania and Snowshade, stood as unwavering bulwarks against the relentless Forsaken.

nThe kingdoms were given the name “Forsaken” because they were once humans who succumbed to the malevolent influence of a mysterious being known as Malgazar.

nMalgazar’s dark priests infiltrated the three northernmost kingdoms of Pluoria. 𝘳𝑎.𝒸ℴ

nThese zealous priests preached twisted doctrines, offering false promises of mercy and deliverance from hunger and perceived oppression by the Southerners.

nEnthralled by the allure of food and revenge, the people swiftly embraced the worship of this malevolent deity.

nUnder Malgazar’s sinister magic, they underwent a harrowing transformation, their physical forms mirroring the darkness that consumed them.

nTheir bodies contorted into grotesque shapes, reflections of the evil within. Their eyes blazed with a sinister crimson glow, devoid of any trace of humanity.

nJagged fangs protruded from their mouths, revealing their insatiable hunger for flesh. Once fair and smooth, their skin turned sickly, marked by the scars of their unholy metamorphosis.

nCoarse patches of fur sprouted in uneven patterns, reminiscent of savage beasts’ pelts. Sinewy muscles rippled beneath their flesh, granting them unnatural strength and agility.

nTheir contorted and stretched limbs moved with an unsettling animal-like grace, and their hands morphed into wicked claws.

nThese twisted creatures, resembling beasts rather than humans, embodied the darkness that had consumed them.

nThe terrifying appearance of the Forsaken served as a constant reminder of their lost souls, forever under the influence of Malgazar.

nUnited in their determination to halt the encroaching horror from engulfing their lands, Nordvania and Snowshade joined forces.

nNordvania primarily consisted of humans, while Snowshade was inhabited by snow elves.

nTogether, they constructed a colossal wall reminiscent of Earth’s Hadrian’s Wall. Once completed, they named it the Ghostwall, owing to the countless deaths that occurred upon it.

nManned by warriors from both kingdoms, the wall stood as an impenetrable fortress against the ceaseless assaults of the Forsaken.

nCountless battles ensued over many generations as the kingdoms valiantly defended their lands against the unholy onslaught.

nMany kingdoms in the south dismissed them as barbarians, ignorant of the true peril they held at bay.

nThanks to their unwavering bravery and valor, the southern kingdoms were spared from ruin, and their citizens were saved from the blood-soaked altars of the Forsaken.

nThe towns and cities of Nordvania and Snowshade stood as fortified bastions, capable of defending themselves against the relentless raids.

nUsing powerful magic cannons and ice spells, the cities successfully repelled the attackers, forcing them to retreat back to the north.

nHowever, a new development arose when even more of these creatures appeared. Instead of launching attacks, they seemed to intimidate the defenders, instilling fear and uncertainty.

nThe wall’s two generals gathered their soldiers, urging them to take their positions in anticipation of an assault. However, much to their astonishment, no attack materialized.

nThe horde vanished beyond a distant hill, but the vice-commander rushed up to the generals and addressed them.

n“Generals, the Forsaken have retreated. It seems they are being directed by a higher power. Also, reinforcements will be arriving tomorrow afternoon.”

nThe two men nodded as the younger man walked away. The Snowshade general turned to his counterpart.

n“I believe an attack is imminent. Let’s strengthen our defenses along the wall. Inform the Lieutenants to allocate more troops to the defense.”

nThe Nordvania general nodded in agreement. “Yes, that’s a good idea. They usually charge with reckless abandon until they climb the walls, but today they seemed more controlled.”

nThey swiftly went to work, deploying thousands of additional soldiers who took their positions on the walls alongside Snow Elf mages.

nStrategically positioned along the walls were the imposing Earthshaker and Frostbite cannons, accompanied by the deadly Soulreaper Ballistas.

nWhile the gates leading north were securely sealed with portcullises crafted from the legendary Dragonsteel and resilient Frostpine wood.

nA deep trench, constructed by southern earth mages, lay below the wall, seemingly bottomless. Sturdy drawbridges spanned the gap but could be retracted to block entry.

nFlames blazed atop the walls as the united forces of Nords and Snow Elf soldiers remained vigilant, their senses heightened by the eerie sounds emanating from the distant horizon.

nThe soldiers stood atop the wall, their eyes scanning the bleak expanse of the Everfrost Wilds, a collective gasp escaped their lips.

nEmerging from the darkness, a horde of twisted figures emerged, their grotesque forms and crimson eyes gleaming with malevolence.

nThe Forsaken, the accursed creatures born from the influence of Malgazar, surged forward in an unrelenting tide.

nBut to their astonishment, accompanying the Forsaken were horrifying demi-giants, towering monstrosities that seemed to embody the very essence of dread.

nThese abominable beings had elongated limbs, bulging muscles, and jagged, misshapen features. .

nThey moved with an eerie grace, their heavy footsteps causing the ground to tremble beneath them.

nAs if the sight of the Forsaken and the demi-giants was not enough to unsettle the defenders, lurking among them were the Ratlings.

nThese vile creatures, known as Ratlings, scuttled on all fours, their wiry bodies covered in mangy fur and their eyes gleaming with a sinister intelligence.

nTheir snouts twitched with anticipation as they skulked alongside their monstrous allies.

nThe soldiers on the wall, transfixed by the nightmarish sight before them, felt a chill creep down their spines.

nFear and uncertainty gripped their hearts as they realized the magnitude of the approaching threat.

nWhispers of dread filled the air as they exchanged worried glances, their hands tightening around their weapons.

nCommanding officers barked orders, their voices steady despite the unease in their eyes.

nThey relayed instructions to the soldiers, urging them to stand firm, to steel their resolve against this formidable onslaught.

nThe soldiers swallowed their fear and prepared themselves for the battle that loomed on the horizon.

nAs the Forsaken, demi-giants, and Skaven advanced closer, the soldiers braced themselves, determination etched upon their faces.

nTheir swords were drawn, arrows knocked in bows, and spells prepared to unleash devastation upon their enemies.

nThe impending clash between light and darkness, hope and despair, loomed overhead, and the defenders of Nordvania and Snowshade were prepared to protect their lands from the Forsaken.

nHigh atop a tower, the Generals surveyed the vast expanse of the wall and the frozen tundra stretched out before them.

nThe elf turned to a human Lieutenant standing behind the two of them, his expression grave.

n“This is dire news. Sound the alarm immediately! Dispatch a swift rider to the nearest city and relay the urgent message to the Grand Duke. We require reinforcements, for without them, the wall shall fall before the enemy’s onslaught.”

nThe human general turned to the snow elf and spoke. “Brother, you stay here and direct our forces while I’ll take the wall. May the Goddess Ishtar watch over you.”

nHe quickly rushed out followed by his subordinates. The snow elf was left on his own and turned to see the approaching horde.

nHe walked onto the balcony and powered up his voice using mana and spoke to Elves and humans alike.

n“Brace yourselves, valiant soldiers of Everfrost, for the hour of reckoning is upon us! Here we stand, united as one, resolute in our resolve to vanquish the incoming darkness that seeks to engulf our lands. See before you thousands of humans and elves alike, standing shoulder to shoulder, their unwavering presence a testament to our unwavering spirit and indomitable will!

nFrom the frozen peaks of Frostfang Summit to the vast Icebound Plains, our forces have converged, a sea of heroes arrayed in an unbreakable phalanx atop the mighty Ghostwall, ready to repel the tides of evil that threaten to cast their shadow upon our realm. Each heartbeat echoes with the valor of those who have come before us, warriors whose blood runs through our veins, infusing us with the strength of their legacy.”

nHe could hear cheering coming from up and down the wall, he shouted one more order to kickstart the battle.

n“Earthshakers and Frostbites! Fire!”

nHigh above the wall, the Earthshaker and Frostbite cannons, powerful artifacts of arcane engineering, were prepared for this crucial moment.

nWith a series of coordinated commands, the cannons roared to life, channels of colorful mana coursing through their intricate mechanisms.

nThe Earthshaker cannon emitted a deep rumble as it gathered mana from the earth itself, while the Frostbite cannon crackled with icy blue sparks, harnessing the cold essence of the Everfrost Wilds.

nIn a magnificent display of power, the many cannons unleashed their mighty shots simultaneously.

nFrom the Earthshaker cannon, a brilliant surge of vibrant green mana erupted, spiraling through the air with an otherworldly glow.

nThe ground beneath quaked as the mana shot streaked toward the Forsaken horde, leaving trails of luminous green in its wake.

nAt the same time, the Frostbite cannon released its mesmerizing attack. Icy tendrils of cyan mana burst forth, swirling with frost and shimmering like frozen stars.

nThe air chilled instantly as the mana shot propelled itself toward the horde, leaving behind a shimmering trail of frost crystals.

nWith a thunderous impact, the mana shots slammed into the ranks of the Forsaken horde.

nThe vibrant green and icy cyan mana exploded upon impact, unleashing a cataclysmic wave of nature’s fury and frost’s biting chill.

nThe ground trembled as the mana detonations ripped through the enemy lines. A dazzling array of emerald-green and glacial blue energy enveloped the Forsaken, casting an ethereal glow across the battlefield.

nThe force of the impact sent the creatures flying, their bodies ravaged. Some Forsaken were incinerated by the searing green mana, their forms disintegrating into ash.

nOthers were encased in a flash-frozen shell of icy cyan, their grotesque features frozen in contorted expressions of agony.

nThe defenders of the Ghostwall stood in awe, their faces illuminated by the radiant aftermath of the cannons’ assault.

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