The pervading clamour of the crowd, and the lurking clink of coins imply just one thing – it is time to stand for what is righteously yours. The empire is in disarray, like the tiger’s rage, its tumult is felt everywhere. Ruthless claws dissect one’s loot, imposing disdain. Are you brazened enough to be favoured by fortune? Immerse yourself in the heat of the battle, both soaring in the sky with the Imperial Eagle, and tame the rage of the tiger turning the hides in your favour. You know the drill – you either fight hard or go home.