... as you walk down the corridors of this strange and forbodding land, you can here the locals whisper..
They speak of the coming of a force.. something called the Shadowloo... What evil is this? What can be done to control it?
Thoughts run through your mind, fast as the wind blows across the desert.. you know one must come.. one who can domineer over this pestilance.. but who? How will they be found? Must a tournament be held? .. A tournament.. of.... of.. Champions?.....
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