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In shadowed halls where whispers flit,
Ayara stands, a regal fit.
Her court of darkness, drawn and grim,
Where souls are reaped and shadows dim.
An army rises from the night,
A vampire's thirst, a zombie's blight.
Cabal Stronghold, a power deep,
Where dark ambitions dearly keep.
Crypts and swamps, a mystic maze,
Ayara's presence, a chilling craze.
Liliana, Dreadhorde Queen,
In shadows deep, her power unseen.
From blood and bone, they draw their might,
In shadows deep, they plan their plight.
Crypt Rats swarm, a deathly horde,
In Ayara's realm, her dark accord.
Scheming Symmetry, a twisted game,
In Ayara's realm, all fear her name.
The First of Locthwain, queen of night,
In shadows deep, she holds her might.
Ayara stands, a regal fit.
Her court of darkness, drawn and grim,
Where souls are reaped and shadows dim.
An army rises from the night,
A vampire's thirst, a zombie's blight.
Cabal Stronghold, a power deep,
Where dark ambitions dearly keep.
Crypts and swamps, a mystic maze,
Ayara's presence, a chilling craze.
Liliana, Dreadhorde Queen,
In shadows deep, her power unseen.
From blood and bone, they draw their might,
In shadows deep, they plan their plight.
Crypt Rats swarm, a deathly horde,
In Ayara's realm, her dark accord.
Scheming Symmetry, a twisted game,
In Ayara's realm, all fear her name.
The First of Locthwain, queen of night,
In shadows deep, she holds her might.
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