
The night was thick with poison. A dark green mist curled through the ruined city of Shadokai, where Toxic Necromancer stood atop a crumbling tower, his skeletal hand raised toward the storm-filled sky. Beneath him, an army of the undead moaned, their rotting forms glowing with sickly energy.
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"Tonight, the world drowns in my plague!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the wasteland.
But then—a bolt of lightning split the heavens.
From the storm, a figure descended like a comet, sword blazing with blue energy. The Storm Samurai had arrived.
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