“Ride to the very gates of Hell, breatheren of death! Lay deep into the smoldering slag, the battlestandard of Chariots! We claim this portal Hellbound highway!

But the heat burst forth from the brass maw, and Hell's children raced forth! A game of glory and pain for the land!

Hail to Ring Daemon, death's fist! Sack the ballcarrier, stop the score, and pound a beastman into a 6 foot hole! Toss its soul into the maw and laugh as he dies!

And to Master of Disguise, brave the spawn of Hades and score strong!

But this day belongs to Foust, Scumm-o, and Trail of Flames! Let the fires of courage fuel thy limbs! With a power crack Foust rises from the land, and goes one on one with a chaos warrior! Brawl for the ball! A choke shot to the neck brings the monster down! Scumm-o dodges beasts, gets the ball, and makes a long bomb for the history books!

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True to its mark! The four winds bless this day and give the ball to Trail of Flames! Trail dodges and scores for victory!

DeMaio "And the fans have spoken. They deliever unto us every penny owned, and we summon a mighty warrior Ulfwerener to complete the team!"

Hail and Kill!”