Legends
Millenia ago.
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Before a grand man-made mark that rose from the ground, a legion of powerful warriors stood at attention while gazing solemnly at a man with a tall frame standing in front of them.
He oozed of so much power that the weather was beginning to change just by him standing somewhere outside the chamber that he was supposed to reside in before the coming clash.
The clouds were swirling directly above, the snow flying around to swat against the faces of everyone present.
A heavy downpour began, unjustly moisturisong the legion below, a strange transition from the relatively silent skies and calm weather that had prevailed just seconds ago.
The army of powerful warriors did not mind all this however. They retained their cool as they awaited what was about to be announced.
After a full minute, the man before them finally opened his mouth to speak.