Dystopian
2206, Earth. The Air is no longer breathable for normal humans. Wars for simple resources are everlasting. The world Crumbled. There's no live; there's survival. Until They decided to end this. A great tournament over dominion and survival. Nation against Nation. Are you making part of it? Either as a Hero or a common folk behind scenes?
| Played | 6 times |
| Cloned | 0 times |
| Created | 19 days ago |
| Last Updated | 9 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
Description
With your artificial Clouds, you make Snow Falls in the area, hindering your opponents vision and affecting their pulmonar capacity in an wave of snow towards them.
Spell Details
| Level | 3 |
| Range | 75 |