Black clouds gather above. With a clap of thunder, wild wind
roars down from the hills. Vast armies of orcs and wolves fall
upon elves, and men, and dwarves – fighting together now, all
differences forgotten. Siege, greed, retribution; ancient
disputes become irrelevant against the common foe.
Cold flame flickers from sword and spear and arrow, burning with
immortal hate. But skill, strength and courage are not enough,
cannot overcome sheer numbers. Elves, dwarves, men; all fall
beneath the crushing multitude, until hope is utterly vanquished.
Defeat is certain, until a glad cry is raised.
The eagles! The eagles are coming!