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Arcana 20. Divine Judgment

The war has ended. The victorious army marches into the city, burning everything in its path. Knights clad in blue and turquoise armor disarm the defeated army in golden armor and take them captive.

Additional Arcana

King of Wands
The troops of the King of Wands enter the besieged city as victors. The King takes his seat on a throne adorned with lions. Looking down on the defeated enemy, he thoughtfully strokes his chin, deciding their fate. Flags burn on bonfires in the city square. The flags, depicting golden lions on a blue and yellow background, fall from the castle walls and are consumed by flames.

The Hermit
The decision is made. The defeated enemy sits alone in a distant prison, confined to a solitary cell. Broken and despondent, he gazes through the bars of his cell at the snow-covered hills. In this place, it is almost always night, and only a solitary lantern casts light into the prisoner's cell.

Ace of Wands
It was a victory. In the streets of the conquered city, thousands of knights parade through the square, displaying their dominance and triumph.

Story
It was early morning.
The heart of the city still pulsed with chaos and fear.
The victorious army was approaching.
Knights clad in blue and turquoise armor marched through the streets of the defeated city.
The streets were covered in ruins and smoldering remnants of homes.
Fires flared on every corner.
Screams echoed through the narrow alleys.
The commander, tall and imposing, looked with cold determination at the aftermath of the conquest.
There was not a hint of regret in his eyes—only icy resolve.
The defeated army, clad in gilded armor, stood bewildered.
Their helmets had been torn off, and their swords and shields lay scattered on the ground.
One by one, they surrendered to the mercy of the victors.

Meanwhile, the victorious king took his place on the throne.
His gaze was fixed on the prisoner who had been vanquished by him.
He thoughtfully stroked his chin, pondering the fate of his chief captive.
In the city square, where bonfires still burned,
flames consumed the blue-and-yellow flags adorned with golden lions.
The flags fell from the castle walls, their edges crackling and sparking in the fire.

The chief prisoner now sat alone in a damp, cold cell.
The cell was narrow and grim.
A flickering lantern hung by the entrance.
Through the bars, the prisoner could see snow-covered hills.
The whiteness of the snow reflected the light of a solitary moon.

In the square of the defeated city,
thousands of knights in blue and turquoise armor marched in a parade.
They walked, paying no mind to the ruined buildings.
The few residents who hid in the shadows
watched the procession with a mix of horror and resignation.

This scene marked the final chapter
of the glorious era of the old dynasty and heralded a new chapter,
where the sounds of iron and fire signified the birth of a new order.
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