CITY OF ANGELS
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Archernar, fortress of Light, home of the Ancient Memories, a shining gem in the peaceful Empire of the Sun. The town has existed since before the existence of man, in the days when the angels inhabited the earth and walked among mortals. Hence its name, the City of Angels. The buildings were made of obsidian and glass, and shining in the morning sun, reflected in the canals. In the distance, the sound of the waterfalls of the Clouds rocked the lives of citizens, that serene and happy carrying on with their lives. Everyday arriving visitors and pilgrims from all parts of the kingdom, often came to visit the great temples and pray the Angels, asking favors or blessings. The priests were considered to be almost as demigods, because they were able to intercede between the human world and the afterlife. Huge towers loomed into the sky, like spears of glass, and the bridge over the falls was always crowded with vendors. But things were about to change ...
40.000 years ago ...
The Army of Darkness was devouring the world. Fire and darkness were slaughtered over a large part of the Kingdom. The Emissaries of Light could not stand idly by. One last great alliance was signed at the Council of the Angels, and the troops marched into the heart of the enemy, in the Underworld. There, after days of battle, the Angels were able to prevail, and destroy the enemy army. But the price was high. Many of them lost their powers, and with them their wings. Who could, have left this world, but many were those who remained. Who to choose, who because he could not. Those Fallen Angels adapted to their new life, powerless, and fled to Archernar. And the years passed ...
The preparations for the ritual was completed. A large pentagon was drawn on the ground, surrounded by candles and herbs. The Dark Shadow Priest opened the book and began to sing. The language he used was lost for some time, only the priests of the Angels knew it. And he was one of them in fact. But many years ago, he was exiled because he had chosen the path of darkness. Now it was time for his revenge. The song became faster. The man closed his eyes and raised his voice. The Pentagon began to shine more and more. Then a thunder exploded, but from beneath the earth. From the pentagon left five cracks, which continued to expand, as long as where before there was a large plain, the only thing that remained was a deep chasm glowing, spitting fire. The Army of Darkness came up from the depths of the earth, and after 40,000 years it was back to the surface. The first to go up was the Lord of Shadow, the invincible prince of the Underworld. He walked toward the man, and with a hammer blow him to pieces. Then he turned, and his fiery eyes came to rest on something shining in the distance. They were tall glass towers, the towers of Archernar. Thousands of creatures made their way into the city, eager to raze it to the ground. Nothing could stop them now.
The kingdom of man was in danger. From Archernar, left hundreds of messengers with requests for help, but only your city was close enough to get there in time. Immediately you started with your men to help the army of Archernar.
You must withstand the enemy assaults. Your men are at the harbor, South East, their ship has just docked. Use them wisely.
You can buy certain types of weapons, but you'll have little time. The enemy attacks are very frequent.
You can not build walls, towers, or doors, so you have to defend the main gate with all your strength.
The fate of humanity depends on you.