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Ancient and glorious Krona is at last in sight, its majestic domes of copper and bronze glowing like gold under the setting sun.Yet within sanctuary's bosom a den of vipers readies to strike, the warmest of masks but a serpent's guise. Brooding clouds and the cries of dying men are but harbingers of the storm to come. A city falling to the darkest of dreams, the edge of Hell but a nightmare away.Oblivion's Blade is pulled free of paradox, and all of Dawn trembles as Death's Handmaiden awakens, gods of Fire and Shadow by her side.The Void howls its eternal hunger. The final hour is at hand.