He ordered a counterattack, a swift and brutal response to the provocation. A force of elite warriors, led by Draven himself, was assembled. Their mission was clear: to find the enemy and eliminate them. As they prepared for the assault, Draven couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning. The war for the sub-dimension was just beginning, and the stakes were higher than ever before.
The stage was set for a confrontation that would test the limits of their endurance and ingenuity. The sub-dimension, once a place of exploration and opportunity, had transformed into a battleground, where survival was the ultimate prize.
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[A few moments later]
The forest, once a lush tapestry of green, was now a charred wasteland. The remnants of the lizardmen faction lay scattered across the ground, their bodies twisted, skewed, gaping and burned, a testament to the destructive power unleashed by Draven and his forces.