Main Game Page: Magic Duels

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Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 1

The two suns of Amonkhet illuminate the city as you march with your fellow initiates toward the monument before you. You’ve prepared for this day since birth, the commencement of your journey to prove yourself worthy in the eyes of the God-Pharaoh and the five Gods. You begin at Oketra’s monument, where you and your companions must demonstrate solidarity to survive.

Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 2

In the vast interior of the monument, the first trial begins. The goal is to retrieve the arrow of Oketra from the hands of her powerful guardians. Your group rushes forward in formation to seize the arrow. One of the guardians, a majestic angel, holds it high overhead.

Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 3

Arrow in hand, you reach Oketra’s audience chamber. She greets you warmly as you fall into line to receive the token of her favor: an intricately inlaid cartouche. It hovers before settling into your trembling hands. The metal is warm and soothes your nerves as you prepare for the next trial.

Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 4

The grand illusionary labyrinth within Kefnet’s monument twists and turns you in all directions. You are in the domain of the god of knowledge, who challenges you to employ your wits to pass through. The walls themselves move like liquid beneath your touch. Strange phantasmal forms grasp at you. You struggle to make sense of your bewildering surroundings before you are lost.

Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 5

You manage to compose your thoughts and outwit the labyrinth. As you pass through the final doorway, you suddenly find yourself before Kefnet. He does not look up as you enter. He anticipated your arrival long ago. He offers you his reward—the cartouche of knowledge. Now that you have proven your mental fortitude, the trial of strength can begin.

Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 6

Within his monument, the god Rhonas has assembled a collection of wild beasts to challenge your prowess in battle. The hiss of serpentine heads and barely audible clawed footfalls keep you on edge. You keep a white-knuckled grip on your weapon as you make your way through the snarling gauntlet of foes.

Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 7

A light at the end of the monument guides you forward to the feet of Rhonas, the snake-headed god of strength. He meets your gaze with bold approval, and his cartouche lands in your hands with satisfying weight. With three cartouches in hand, you have shed your doubts. Around you, your fellow initiates not at one another. You all know what comes next in the trial of ambition.

Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 8

The shadowy interior of Bontu’s monument signals dark intentions. Will you put the pursuit of your own glory before that of your companions? You know that only those willing to put their own desires first will win the highest praise from the god of ambition. When other hesitate, you are ready. Although the other initiates have been loyal companions, your loyalty is to yourself alone.

Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 9

You wipe your blade clean on your thigh before passing through the golden door. Beyond it, the walls glitter with metals and exotic pigments in Bontu’s secluded audience chamber. You greedily snatch your prize as it appears before you and admire it’s adorned surface. You have reached the final trial.

Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 10

In the trial of zeal, you face the strongest of your fellow initiates in single combat. Few make it this far, and all who do share a single goal. Hazoret, the god of zeal herself, will recognize the victor as truly worthy. You throw yourself headlong into combat with unhesitating frenzy and resolve, eager to win Hazoret’s favor.

Magic Duels: Amonkhet Screen 11

Your heart swells with pride as you realize that you stand alone on the battlefield. Around you, your fallen friends are pulled away to their ignominious fates. This is the moment you dreamed of during your years of training. You have earned the right to join the worthy. Hazoret’s bident pierces your head and chest, and you feel the impure lifeblood of this mortal form rush out. Your vision goes dark as the sleep of death envelops you, and you embrace an afterlife filled with eternal glory.