Tomb Kings Chariots

The king’s hammer rolls across the desert like thunder.

Unstoppable punishment is upon his enemies.

The cracks of whips and the buzz of wheels echo off the canyon walls.

The bones of dead men and horses charge headlong with unbridled madness.

Hurling arrows and javelins with unexpected precision.

All before they smash like a dragon into columns of pathetic infantry.

Leaving mangled bodies in their wake.

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