Chapter 27: Warstar world championship [3]
(Team Battle locked!)
(Team England vs Team Portugal!)
(Fight=)
It was the moment of truth.
Both squads were champions having won the Warstar RPG Champions League in their various Pro leagues. They were both winners, they've tasted the joy of success, now they brought this insatiable hunger to a bigger stage.
The Ancient Frost Realm stretched before them, a vast, snow-laden mountain range where icy winds howl through jagged cliffs.
At both ends of the battlefield where deep valleys serve as the teams' starting points, their cold depths were obscured by a rolling frost mist.
Towering ice spires provide vantage points, while frozen rivers crisscross the terrain, some sturdy, others threatening to crack beneath heavy footsteps.
Snowflakes swirl lazily in the air, masking movement but also making visibility a challenge. The low visibility added an extra layer of mystery and tension to this final clash, especially to the tens of thousands of watching spectators.
The tension was palpable as both teams load into the match.
The energy in the arena was electric; fans in the massive Michigan Stadium watched, breaths held as the final battle of this first round battle began.