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A group of friends are told that they need a rare battery if they want any chance of reviving their friend

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She soon discovers the dark powers threatening the kingdom: a magical blight scars the land

Writing: Ryan Maloney

LORDSWORN trains A group of friends areYou rode to war at the call of your God, swore yourself to Their divinity as the drums of war beat from every corner of the Pantheon. Standing beside your divinity, Their purpose so clear and noble, you felt immortal. Beside your fellow Lordsworns, you felt your victory a certainty, battle but a trivial formality. Now They lay dead before you, Their Godblood flowing into the dirt. Already the world lurches in distress, twisting at the loss of a God,