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In the end, everything can fall apart, even the most perfect world. Once Primal was just that and had a different name, but then the great disaster came and shattered the most powerful civilization of all time. Even the continents reshaped themselves in a sea of fire and it took thousands of years for new races to rise. Much is still young and Primal is extremely untamed, but there are many claims and expectations. Gold is one of them, and plenty of it flows in the puck-controlled port city of Khuwix. Especially in their arena, when the crowd screams for blood and the shimmering coins flow as abundantly as the living red. For as long as he can remember, the trollish gladiator Blood Tusk has witnessed this spectacle time and time again and then it''''s live or die for him. Soon, however, the materially obsessed pucks receive an irresistible offer, in which they are prepared to risk their best fighters. It makes no difference to Blood Tusk, because he knows nothing else and yet he has no idea that a whole new world will soon open up to him. Primal is waiting to be tamed.