Dune Stalkers

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|quality=mythic
|type=legion
|powerbonus=320%, +900% vs Elite
|size=134
|generals=29 Generals: 2 Ranged, 2 Intellect, 25 Any
|troops=80 Troops: 20 Ranged, 20 Special (Attribute), 40 Any
|armaments=25 Armaments: 7 Relic, 9 Siege, 9 Support
|ability=Venom's Catalyst: 11% chance to deal 500,000 damage; Extra 20,000 damage for each Special (Attribute) troop in the active legion; Extra 500,000 damage against Elite raids
|text=XIII.
There were hundreds of tubes within the room, all with creatures of similar design and as Sha'ahm calmed each one and welcomed them to the land of the living he could detect differences within each soul. No two were exactly alike, and all had retained memories of their lives.
His predecessor - no - he, had created this. He had discovered the truth to unending life. He was no longer Sha'ahm of the Dune Tribe. He was Azir Sandstorm, he was the nightmarish stories parents told their children. But he was something much more now.
He was their savior. Their salvation. They would embrace everlasting life one kick, one scream and one woeful moment at a time. But they would come to thank him for his efforts in the end. He had sacrificed too much for them not to appreciate his new eternal gift.
He left the laboratory, and walked the path to his village one final time.
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