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It was finally time. With all of the planning involving Archon and the band as well as the much needed recovery time from his previous fight. Hannibal would be marching his way onto the battlefield to call upon his former Alpha to challenge for the Erovrare throne. The beast was neutral for the most part. Archon had bested him previously but that did not mean the albino wasn't skilled enough to defeat Tyranis. He saw his former fight as a way to improve himself and he had studied his mistakes countlessly since. He would not pump up his own ego by exposing any underlying confidence but it was easy to say he didn't hold much doubt for good reason. Pale pads fell upon the earht with ease as the pale monster found his way to the battlefield. Archon was not far behind to presumable watch his pawn in action. His reasons for challenging were plentiful. Hannibal was a naturally selfish and power hungry creature who always desired a throne. Previously happy with his position under Tyranis the male had been psuhed to fight his way to the top. If he was able to challenge for the crown and win the beast would happily moved the pack completely out of the South as a whole and grant Archon free reign of the Shrine. The phantom was acting on both desperation to secure a sturdy home for his family, but to also perhaps make a strong ally in Archon. In there time together the two very different behemoths had made quite an odd companionship. One in which would only be strengthened completey by a victory. Hannibal stopped as he found a barren clearing and offered a quick glance towards Archon. Wordlessly the male then shot his head up into the air and summoned forth Tyranis of Erovrare to join him in the desolate battlefield. The beast was tense and for good reason but he was ready for the bloodshed that would presumably come. HANNIBAL vs TYRANIS for Pack Challenge (Erovrare)
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