Invocation

The sun was still setting over wilderness lands when the first mystical explosion shattered finely aligned sand mountains, revealing enemy positions from brightened skylines. Mushroom clouds of vast fire and intense heat unfolded over every inch of heavenly space, melting the flesh of enemy forces and dismantling carefully constructed war beasts and mystical powers. Large war beasts shot several tons of poisonous venom and sporadically slithered land traps under enemy occupied earth.

The most classic camouflage, tress, sprung to life, taking out whole battalions. Several camouflaged weapons planted in rocks, grass canopies and trees, fuelled by mystic powers, crushed some of the most veiled enemy positions, expanding Burujan perimeter lines and crippling counter attacks from sea, land and air.

Artificial quick sand and charm rage locked Khasnt armies in isolation, surrounded by shattering missiles, sprinkling poisoned spikes, mystical land explosions and steel traps, fuelled by supernatural powers and black might. Khasnt, the enemy, armed with corporal weapons, had retreated to several miles from Burujan walls. The walls were sandwiched with witchcraft powers that carefully hid Buruja’s most special soldiers, armed with the deadliest combination of strength, witchcraft and skill.