Claiming The Unclaimable [Osrona vs The Ebonblooded]

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Osrona's bridge is falling down...

 

Falling down...

  

Falling down...

 

 

The day of reckoning. The time for the true faith to reign supreme. Amidst the clash betwixt two armies would judgement befall Baleford Bridge. Long had it stood valiant against its invaders. Never had it faltered in its stalwart stand against those that dare oppose Osrona. Yet finally, today, it meets its match.

 

Stood before the siege-laden relic of Osronan architecture would stand the blue presence Den Mother flanked by the orange-clad Forgemaster.

 

Silence before the battlefield, only to be contrasted by the sudden eruption of violent explosions of armed dynamite.

  

Space contorts as the miracles of riftmancy rips through the space before the foundations of the bridge, sending forth the motion of kinetic energy toward Baleford's downfall. What was once a regal monument would soon find itself in the beginning stages of ruination. As the water begins to take the falling bridge would the waters that it had lorded over slowly take it in, freezing it in-place as the land that was once Osrona's pride and joy... would become nothing more than icy ruins.

  

“We told y'so.”

  
  
 

   
Osrona's bridge is falling down...
 
My fair lady.