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Tundra Giants
Towering titans stand tall upon mountain tops. Pounding through the tundras pines with axe and spear in hand. Products if a perilous era long lost and forgotten. When the darkened gods reached down from the sky. When long twitching limbs beckoned and alien eyes pondered the giant met them with courage and blade.
A war that split the heavens and churned the ground. That boiled the seas and leveled the mountains. When gods charged and smashed into each other with such force that the land buckled. Ten thousand tonne tentacles ripped limb from limb, while rune encrusted weapons reaped a blue tinged bloody toll.
The behemoth bodies littered the ground. Horizon to horizon covered in the gods war. The giants won but at a terrible cost. Those that remained left, striking out in every direction to live out a hollow victory. Hulking heroes and vicious villains one and all.
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