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Deep from within the Bore, Shaidar Haran takes the long dangerous path to an audience with the Great Lord. Stalagtites which at one point look to snag at his inky black cloak simply bend out of his way, as if reality itself is warping around him.

SHAIDAR HARAN, IT IS TIME TO MOVE FORWARD WITH MY PLANS.

Shaidar Haran hisses 'Yes Master.'

CALL THE LEADERS OF THE HORDES TO THAKAN'DAR AND SEND THEM TO ME.

Shaidar Haran hisses 'It shall be as you command.'

One by one the Masters of the Hordes trudged their way into the Citadel of Thakan'dar; Maeltor the Dhai'mon master, Akkad the Dha'vol master, H'Krreth of the Ko'bal horde, Blarg the Ghar'ghael master and Boghag the Ahf'frait master. Each summoned to His presense to be honored, purged of their old shells and remade into something more dangerous, something more fierce, something more deadly...

Returning once again to the leadership of their clans, these deadly Myrddraal now truely control the Fists of the Great Lord's armies.

The hand of the Shadow grows stronger...