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At the top of a hill, a blinded and frail elderly wizard wearing loose black robes, and a blindfold covering his eyes, he stands proud and commanding, he holds a glowing sword up to the sky, the blade has an aura of golden light that flashes across the scene, flinging shards of light in all directions. Behind him hangs a tattered black banner. Below him, fighting around the hill, men, demons, beasts and armies clash, blood, gore, chaos violence, and eyes glowing golden in the fading light.