Stunned, Obin Anvaras, Lord Sovereign of the Time Mages, collapses to the floor of the seer's chamber, the now pearlescent void stone tumbling from his hands to the carpeted floor. The High Magus’ robed acolyte rushes to his fallen master. "My Lord, what did you see?" Clutching at the young anachron's robes, his eyes reeling, Obin groans, "The future, brother Oleus. The signs are true. He comes." Shuddering, his eyes focus abruptly. Turning and with sudden urgency, he says, "We serve a new master…and must prepare the way." - From These Strange Gods, an entry in the Tome of CHAOS
Collection: Chaos Legion
Creator: @splinterlands
Edition(s): 100
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