The World heaves from this onslaught. Its crust cracks and bends, and it bleeds fire around the young First Creator.
"Sssniveling wretch, I will not be bowed!"
Zalsaram rears the front of its body upwards, its cavernous maw agape, its myriad tongues lashing out against the city-god while dripping venom.
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I made my rolls elsewhere! For the sake of expedience.
Round one total was 20, so Zalsaram loses round 1!
Round two total is 19, so lets see what happens!
With his first free Shape Land, Zalsaram creates a sea of magma around The Apex of the World.
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