Under a blue sky, in a symphony of chaos and magic unfolded The Fatherland Battle. Elven warriors’ bows singing with deadly precision, defended the sacred land against the relentless invaders. Enchanted spells made the ground trembling. Torrents of fire cascaded down, engulfing the enemy. A blinding surge of arcane energies collapsed through the battlefield, shattering the enemy lines, and foreshadowed the smell of a majestic victory.