The new red Hero Yamari is coming through the Summoning Portal just in time for this weekend’s Tournament!

Yamari blinked as a bead of sweat slid down his brow into his eye. He glanced around him at the desert. How long had he been waiting? He was so thirsty, but he must keep up his concentration. The ritual wasn’t yet complete.

In front of him, the great stone spire rose from the barren sand. Yamari had performed the annual dedication at this altar since he was a small boy. He’d never thought himself very important, but he knew this time the ritual was different.

This altar belonged to Haaratta — the goddess of the earth and all that burns. The beacon ceremony had been his family’s responsibility for centuries. Each year, the ritual ensured that the magic granted to the Cult of Harratta continued to flow through them. Usually this was formality. He shuddered to think about the consequences if the holy fire suddenly left the world.

“Monk! Stop!” A voice beyond the tower rang out in the empty desert. Yamari’s tired eyes struggled against the sun. There. To the west. A heavily armored fighter was approaching. A helmet of polished obsidian sat atop his head, and he pointed a deadly 5-pronged Spear. Yamari’s heart sank. One of Malum’s honor guard.

“Stay demon!” Yamari stiffened his shoulders and puffed his chest. Exhausted though he may be, he was an Archon of Haaratta and he would stand tall. “It is my holy duty to light this beacon as my father did. Woe betide any who stand in my way.”

The warrior stopped a wyrmlength from Yamari. “My people suffer. Their flesh burns. You will not light this beacon.”

Yamari sized his opponent up. He was outmatched. His humble robes couldn’t compare to full armor and weaponry, but this beacon must be lit. Millions of lives could depend on it.

“Walk away holy man. You don’t need to die here today.”

Still a few minutes left, but it would have to do — may Harratta forgive him. “I am Yamari, son of Yuri. This beacon shall light, and none shall stand in my way.”

The warrior grinned and began to charge. Yamari fixed his eyes on the beacon far above the desert. One chance. He began to chant under his breath, beginning the last step of the ritual.

“For the glory of Malum!” shouted the villain as he charged with spear brandishing. Yamari paid no attention. His thoughts were on the beacon above him, the fire within him, and his darling son he was certain he wouldn’t see again.

Yamari’s eyes snapped back to the oncoming spear. Timing would be paramount. He was ready. Harratta was ready.

The vicious tip of the spear lunged towards him. Encountering no armor, the multiple flailed points bit deep into his gut. Yamari struggled to keep his wits… such pain. Harratta grant him strength.

Yamari cocked back his hand with great effort. The warrior twisted the blade to finish the kill, but Yamari was strong. He stared into the eyes of his attacker and uttered one phrase that he’d said dozens of times before, but never felt it like today, “Let Harrata’s purifying light fill me, that all the world may burn with her love.”

The last line spoken, he raised his hand toward the beacon.

A beam of the purest light shot from his bloody and clenched fist. The blast shot towards the beacon. Its light would be blocked by nothing, and Yamari’s attacker was instantly reduced to ash in the wind. The beacon burst into flame. It was done.

Yamari crumpled to the desert ground. His work done, he thought of his family. Of his son who would fill this sacred role next year. Just as he expected the darkness to come though, a gentle blue light appeared in his wound, spreading gradually.

The pain began to subside. “The Summoning Portal? Am I truly worthy?” His eyes fixed on the beacon’s fire. “Thank you my goddess. I continue to serve you, even after death.” Yamari stood up and walked towards the portal.

Red Tournament Champion: Yamari

Yamari long left the roar of the Tournament crowd behind for a life of simple monastic reverence. Once a champion though… always a champion. Hiding under Yamari’s simple and compassionate exterior is a man with unending resolve. He enters battle without fear, and wields the divine power of his goddess with deadly aptitude.

Yamari is a master of the Blinding Light. Calling down Harratta’s purification on his opponent, he is able to deal tremendous damage to a single enemy, also dazing it and its allies to limit their ability use. Yamari fears no counterattack from any opponent.

Yamari will arrive on Thursday, September 14th in time for the next Tournament! Are you ready?

Tournament Champions at the Ready!

As usual with a new Hero, Yamari will have a 10x modifier to all Tournament and Dragon Strike damage that will scale down gradually to a 5x modifier for the Legendary version.

The Rare Yamari will have a 5x modifier for all Tournament and Dragon Strike damage that will scale down gradually to a 2x modifier, where it will eventually remain permanently.

Like other Heroes before, Yamari is available all week as a possible bonus summon and will enter the permanent summoning pool.

Yamari will be a great help in this weekend’s Green Tournament. Don’t miss out on this new hero!

Coming up next week is a Purple Dragon Strike… What hero will be unveiled then?