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Ilken descended upon their camp in the
night, unleashing chaos and terror, shredding
soldiers with their poison-slick claws before
escaping to the skies.
They ripped the ancient border-stones from
their grassy hilltops as they passed into
Terrasen.
Barely winded, unfazed by the snow, and
hardly thinned out, Morath’s army left the last
of the foothills.
They rushed down the hillsides, a black
wave breaking over the land. Right onto the
spears and shields of the Bane, the magic of
the Fae soldiers keeping the power of the Valg
princes at bay.
It could not stand against the ilken,
however. They swept through it like cobwebs
in a doorway, some spewing their venom to
melt the magic.
Then the ilken landed, or shattered through