The former heroes have finally turned into shining stars under the night sky; the unyielding latecomers vowed to follow in the footsteps of their predecessors and inherit the glory of their ancestors. The direction of the dawn; in the sky, the giant dragon is roaring, and the wingspan of the wind even blocks the sun. The golden titan holds the thunder in his hand, and emits a vast light; whispers and whispers, the singing of the elves echoes wordlessly in the jungle. Farewell to confusion, wave To dissipate sorrow, the storm of war and civilization is about to sweep all directions. With open arms and heads held high, let us welcome new life or death. Because this is the world of swords and magic, and this is the battlefield of heroes. A tribute to Heroes of Might and Magic III)