Up in the red skies, the Metallic dragons face the Chromatic consorts. Fire, lightning, poison, acid, frozen cold rain down from their maws, as they tear each other apart with claws and fangs. As the dragons fall from the sky one by one, Prothanter the Gold soars alone, ripping the throat of the mighty red triumphantly.
Beneath them, in the Temple of Tiamat, the Heroes are too late to stop the ritual. As the Dark Queen climbs out of the hellish pit in the center of the temple, Severin, the leader of the Cult of the Dragon, cackles like a madman, gloating in his success. But his euphoria is short-lived, as the dragon-heads of Tiamat open and devour the cultists one by one, Severin first. There will be no victory for humanity this day, only the beginning of the Tyranny of Dragons, a reign of terror where the chromatic dragons will reign supreme.
The Heroes do not falter in front of the goddess, and charge to attack. The terrible gaze of the multi-headed queen clutches their hearts with fear, but still they fight. It is an unfair fight, mortals against a goddess, but still they persevere. With blades and magic, they hack at her flesh, and pummel her form, fighting against all odds. The Queen shows no mercy, bathing them in her draconic breath, slashing with her claws and bite.
Old friends join the fight when Heroes fall, but still the fight rages on, as the armies of the Lord's Alliance fight an impossible battle outside of the temple. Bloodied, battered, their strength depleted, the Heroes renew their assault. Until a last strike from the Heroes mighty blades hit her form, and the Queen begins to discorporate, her material body dissolving, and her essence cast back into Hell.
Tiamat is gone. The Sword Coast, the entire Faerun, is safe once again!
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