Totems and Daggers

In the shadows, they move with a silent grace,
Daggers gleam, but they’ll find no safe place.
The Shaman rises, with fire in the skies,
Ancestral spirits roar, no place to hide.
The earth beneath quakes, the lightning ignites,
Stormfury dances in the heart of the fight.
Feel the thunder roll, hear the spirits call,
The Rogue can't run, can't vanish at all.
Totems rise high, chains of lightning bind,
The Shaman’s wrath leaves no one behind.
Poisoned blades strike, but the wind will defend,
Healing rain falls, wounds start to mend.
Earthbind totem locks their fleeting step,
The Rogue’s fate sealed with each move they’ve kept.
Feral spirits howl, they rip and they tear,
The Rogue’s shadow fades, lost in despair.
Feel the thunder roll, hear the spirits call,
The Rogue can't run, can't vanish at all.
Totems rise high, chains of lightning bind,
The Shaman’s wrath leaves no one behind.
Stormstrike lands with unyielding force,
The Rogue falters, off their chosen course.
Maelstrom surges, the elements scream,
Fire and frost shatter every dream.
Ghost Wolf, Ghost Wolf charges, unrelenting, unkind,
The Rogue’s shadow fades, left far behind.
Feel the thunder roll, hear the spirits call,
The Rogue can't run, can't vanish at all.
Totems rise high, chains of lightning bind,
The Shaman’s wrath leaves no one behind.
The storm has spoken, the totems still stand,
Rogue defeated by the Shaman's hand.
In the echoes of the battle, a victory's flame,
The stormcaller rises, unyielding in name.