Fantasy Blade Battle

Titanic, timeless, Fantasy Blade Battle looms and lumbers o'er the War-scarr'd face of the World, spanning the Earth in skywide strides, scything Men down on ev'ry hand, the mighty and the meek alike. We are Fantasy Blade Battle. We watched, We waited, while Man, in his ape-state, little more than a puling mooncalf, first drew breath, then drew first Blood from his Brother and his Foe, then drew Iron, then Steel, from deep within the molten bones of Earth, wielding high his hammer of stolen Fire. But there was far, far more for him to learn in those first foetal days, and much remains still to be revealed. We are Fantasy Blade Battle. The Talon is our totem, our banner the Sky, afire and incarnadined with the roaring engines of War. Walk this World with Us. Walk this World, Men of Iron and Women of Fire; walk with Us and conquer. It is going to be SO totally wickedass bong-rippin awesome.