The desert storm raged, its howling winds carrying the echoes of countless explosions. Citadel City's sprawling ruins became the battleground for a titanic clash of factions, and the sands were now stained with blood. The once-glorious citadel stood as a broken silhouette, shrouded in smoke and fire, as the battle reached a fever pitch.
Monstrous sandworms struck with relentless fury, tearing through lines of soldiers. But the arrival of the Imperium's space crusaders tipped the balance decisively. Their gleaming drop ships descended like avenging angels, unloading battalions of armored warriors armed with the best humanity's ingenuity could muster. The tide turned swiftly, with orcs and elves alike falling by the dozens every passing second.
