(Team Battle locked!)
(Team England vs Team Portugal!)
(Fight=)
It was the mont of truth.
Both squads were champions having won the Warstar RPG Champions League in their various Pro leagues. They were both winners, they've tasted the joy of success, now they brought this insatiable hunger to a bigger stage.
The Ancient Frost Realm stretched before them, a vast, snow-laden mountain range where icy winds howl through jagged cliffs.
At both ends of the battlefield where deep valleys serve as the teams' starting points, their cold depths were obscured by a rolling frost mist.
Towering ice spires provide vantage points, while frozen rivers crisscross the terrain, so sturdy, others threatening to crack beneath heavy footsteps.
Snowflakes swirl lazily in the air, masking movent but also making visibility a challenge. The low visibility added an extra layer of mystery and tension to this final clash, especially to the tens of thousands of watching spectators.
The tension was palpable as both teams load into the match.
The energy in the arena was electric; fans in the massive Michigan Stadium watched, breaths held as the final battle of this first round battle began.
Both teams didn't employ any fancy strategies in approaching each other. There are only so many locations available in the pro scene in Warstar, as elite professional Warstar players, they were used to almost all of the locations if not all.
They knew that a location like the Ancient Frost Realm did not allow any complicated maneuvers or insidious strategies, this was why they approached each other in a straightforward manner.
After just 2 minutes, they t at the top of the frosty mountain range.
And then... it started.
From the onset, team Portugal started aggressively.
{Frenzied Strikes=}
Frenzied Strikes is a low-level Berserker skill that unleashes a series of rapid lee attacks, increasing attack speed with each hit.
At the highest competitive stage, elite Berserkers use it not for the agre damage it dealt but for the increase in attack speed.
Team Portugal's Berserker, a hulking force of nature started with this skill, roaring and charging forward, his massive axe splitting through the frost-covered ground in a raw display of might.
Behind him, the Spellblade dashed in quick, controlled bursts, his enchanted blade flashing with cold fire.
The core of this team, Flas of Oblivion, the Elentalist hovered just above a frozen ridge, summoning shards of ice that soon rained down like a hailstorm, forcing Team England to scatter.
But Team England was prepared.
They didn't scatter in panic, it was all predicted and preditated by Gabriel, Team England's master strategist.
Activating a skill, Team England's Warlock, cloaked in a swirling vortex of dark energy raised a hand and suddenly, the battlefield changed.
Bzzz!
Shadows stretched unnaturally over the ice, tendrils of darkness slowing down the Berserker's advance.
Taking advantage of that window of opportunity, one of England's Elentalists countered with a fire wave skill, lting the ice beneath the Berserker's feet, forcing him to retreat before he plunged into the frigid depths below.
Falling in there was akin to suicide since it would render him defenseless against the definite retaliation of the English pro players.
While all this happened, anwhile, Portugal's Gunner already positioned himself atop an icy outcrop, locking onto targets.
{Deadeye=}
{Piercing Shot=}
The Gunner activated 2 skills.
Deadeye increased critical hit chance for a short ti and slows ti when aiming, while Piercing Shot fires a high-velocity round that is capable of piercing through multiple enemies.
BAM!
A thunderous sniper shot echoed through the icy mountains and England's Combat Mage reacted, barely dodging in ti, his fluttering cloak singed by the bullet's heat.
The battle was aggressive and intense but soon, the situation changed.
The weather itself turned against them.
In Warstar, in most location arenas, it was not just enemy players that you worry about, you also take the location itself and its likely hazards into the equation.
BZZZ!
A map-wide blizzard event suddenly activated, limiting visibility as sheets of snow descended, forcing both teams to fight in near white-out conditions.
While others cowered in the sudden uncertainty, a certain opportunist pounced.
Dain Ironvalor pounced!
Gabriel's Paladin took advantage of the sudden chaos, activating his radiant shield with a skill as he transford into a beacon in the storm.
He charged forward, breaking through the fog and colliding with the Spellblade, their weapons clashing in an explosion of sparks and ice.
Portugal's Cleric reacted imdiately, supporting the Spellblade as she fought desperately to keep her teammates alive.
Standing firm in the heart of the storm, she cast wave after wave of divine healing, keeping Team Portugal's players in the fight.
But in a chaotic battle of this level, things happen extrely fast.
Having been waiting in the shadows, England's Warlock took advantage of the temporary mont when the enemy Cleric was isolated, channeling a shadow curse and corrupting the snow beneath the Cleric's feet.
Tendrils of void magic quickly snaked upward, draining the Cleric's strength.
Sensing an opening, England's dual Elentalists coordinated their attacks, one summoning a volcanic fissure while the other called down a lightning storm, striking the frozen terrain and sending shockwaves through the battlefield.
BOOM!
The shockwave echoed with power.
The explosion disoriented Team Portugal, and that was the opening that Team England sought to make their decisive move.
At this point of the epic clash, HP were already low and dwindling.
With Team Portugal reeling, their talisman, Flas of Oblivion reacted, desperately launching one final attack, a colossal ice spear aid directly at Team England's core formation.
Whoosh!
It hurtled through the air, deadly and precise.
In all the chaos, to maintain such precise aim showed this player's skill.
But at the last mont, England's Combat Mage blinked into the path having used his class's teleportation skill, Blink Step, absorbing the attack with a mana barrier that he hastily cast.
It was not any mana barrier though.
It didn't just absorb the attack, it also channeled the raw energy and redirected it, straight into the enemy Gunner's perch.
BAM!
The ice-covered cliff shattered beneath the Gunner's feet, sending him plumting into the abyss below.
Team Portugal, now outnumbered and exposed tried to regroup but Captain Gabriel's Dain Ironvalor and his team's Warlock had other ideas as they pressed forward aggressively.
Portugal's Berserker, fueled by desperation used a High-Level skill.
{Blood Sacrifice=}
Blood Sacrifice is a high-level Berserker skill that spends a portion of health to greatly enhance damage for a short ti. It's upgraded form also increased critical hit chance during the effect.
This Berserker's Blood Sacrifice was upgraded.
"...!"
In that mont, the spectators in Michigan Stadium held their breaths, watching with unblinking eyes.
Entering the Berserk state after Blood Sacrifice, the Berserker lunged at Gabriel's Paladin for one final, reckless attack.
KABOOM...!!!
The impact shook the battlefield, creating a storm of steel and powerful explosions but as the dust settled, it was Dain Ironvalor who remained standing.
{Hehe, this Lord is not dying yet!}
Gabriel still found the ti to taunt in the public chat.
With their last hope defeated, Team Portugal finally faltered.
Portugal's Flas of Oblivion tried to turn the situation around next but he was the 3rd Portugal player to fall. The final blow ca from the Warlock who called down a teor of dark energy, engulfing the battlefield in darkness and dealing massive area damage.
It was a Warlock skill above high level, an Awakened level Warlock skill.
{Doomsday=}
The rampaging dark energy left a lingering area of shadow behind after it's rampage that continued damaging enemies over ti.
When the magic finally dissipated, only 3 of Team England's players remained on the frost-covered arena.
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The word victory flashed across the stadium screens.
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