Tomb Kings Spearmen

The timeless desert sand releases her minions

Hidden for millennia, the ancient warriors seek their revenge

They march like daggers on the wind

Cryptic tongue mingles with the sound of shifting sand

The dead unleashes upon the living

They follow the scent of mortal fear

It’s the beginning of the end

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