The once benevolent city of Ged´uruk, which now has fallen to ruin and became the dungeon that it is today from an event of the past.
A sand storm covering miles through the end was ravaging the outside.
If one were to look at what was in front of him, they would write the sandstorm as a natural disaster that just happend to take place at a time and space.
One of the many unfortunate events that life would come to experience in the deserts of Azu´rah.
But if one were capable to sense nearby active mana or see the outside of the sand storm from far and high away, they would immensely recognize that this sand storm was in no way natural.
Like a sphere that turned in circles and covered most if not all sight together with other magical senses.
A barrier.
And the one currently responsible for it was a monstrosity that came back to its birthplace.
The tower of Ged´uruk was once ruled by the great Azu´rah.
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