Arena of Honor | Season 3 Round 7 | House of Tyrell | Superstition

Another Sunday, Another Arena of Honor Match.

The familiar buzz of anticipation filled the virtual halls as the ABCD team once again assembled for their weekly Arena of Honor clash. As always, the team was led by the unshakable Lord Lesa, rallying the troops with calm authority. But this time, there was a twist in the lineup—VladTheGreat was unable to join, leaving a gap in the ranks. The game’s matchmaking system quickly filled it, assigning two random players to the team. They weren’t top-tier—no Tier 5 troops and significantly lower power—but no one complained. After all, sometimes a weaker overall team works in your favor, manipulating the matchmaking to avoid being pitted against the elite squads.

One familiar face remained constant: Astro. His continued presence, battle after battle, had made it official—he was now a true member of ABCD. Lux couldn’t help but wonder what could’ve been. If only VladanSRB were here… With both him and Astro, we’d be unstoppable. But VladanSRB had been absent for more than four matches now. Despite that, hope lingered in the team. Maybe next week.

As the match began and the map loaded, players immediately scanned the opposing forces. Lux’s eyes, however, caught something unusual: House of Tyrell. Wait—what? We’re not House Greyjoy anymore? she exclaimed in surprise. The Greyjoy curse had been lifted! She cheered, but Dimsa playfully teased her for being so superstitious. Still, Lux was confident. This time, things would be different.

Let the games begin.

Everyone sprang into action, racing toward the early camps. Lux joined the scramble, but almost instantly, she noticed something dreaded: lag. Her internet connection was acting up again. No, not now! I need to send quick reinforcements! But there was no time to complain. She pressed on.

The initial minutes saw buff camps quickly turning into cavalry buff camps. Only three teams made it to build trading posts, meaning ABCD would trail on points early. “Don’t worry, we’ll catch up later,” Lesa assured the team.

Then, a bold move. Out of nowhere, Dimsa launched an offensive against the main castle of House Lannister—and succeeded! Now House Tyrell held not only its own main castle but also Lannister’s. Points surged. “Brilliant strategy!” Lux thought, excitement rising.

But just as the altars opened, the team made a fatal mistake. Many players rushed to claim them and forgot to reinforce the main buildings. That left the door wide open for House Targaryen to strike. They captured Tyrell’s main castle, leaving ABCD with only the battered Lannister stronghold, which was under relentless assault.

Lady Anibas, meanwhile, seized the dragon pit. With that under control, House Tyrell's points rebounded, rocketing them from last to top three. But the victory was short-lived. With reinforcements focused on altars and the pit, Dimsa couldn’t hold Lannister’s castle. Now, House Tyrell had no main castle and was falling fast on the leaderboard.

“Oh no, not again!” Lesa groaned. The clock was ticking. Just five minutes remained until the City of Glory would open, but they couldn’t even rally for it without controlling their own castle.

Panic began to spread—but not to Astro and Lesa. Cool-headed as ever, they coordinated simultaneous rallies on the Tyrell castle and took it back. “We’re back on board,” Astro said with quiet confidence.

With altars reclaimed and troops repositioned, it was just in time. But House Tyrell was still in last place.

Then came the moment everyone was waiting for—the opening of the City of Glory. The other Houses stormed toward it, with House Baratheon reaching it first. “Relax,” said Lesa, “they’ve got trading camps. We can take it.”

Astro stepped up. His rally struck like lightning—City of Glory captured! Cheers erupted in the voice chat.

“Don’t celebrate yet,” Astro warned. “Capturing it is one thing, but keeping it? That’s the real battle.”

He called for fast reinforcements—spear troops if possible, cavalry otherwise. Lux relayed his orders to the team, doing her best despite lag. The new recruits were struggling with the tempo, and as a result, City of Glory dropped to only 20,000 troops. “WHEN DOES THE SHIELD START?!” someone shouted. “Less than one minute—just hold on!” Lesa urged.

With seconds left, Lux's internet faltered again. Not now! she groaned. But just before the lag returned, she had managed to send all 800k of her troops to support Astro.

Boom. The shield activated. House Tyrell held the City of Glory.

A wave of relief washed over the team—but there were still 15 minutes left. Anything could happen.

As they regrouped, House Targaryen unleashed a reign of terror, capturing everything—altars, dragon pits, watchtowers, mines. Their dominance was absolute. For Tyrell to win, they had only one option: hold the City of Glory at all costs.

The protection period ended—and the real storm began.

Lux, still fighting her poor connection, couldn’t keep up with Astro’s rapid-fire instructions. “I need to restart,” she muttered, exasperated. Meanwhile, the new players were overwhelmed, and it all fell to the veterans to hold the line.

When Lux returned to the game, things looked dire. Tyrell still held the City, but troops were critically low. She sent reinforcements—but too late. An infantry rally from House Baratheon smashed through and seized the City. No! Not now!

Three minutes remained.

Astro launched back-to-back cavalry rallies. Boom. Boom. House Baratheon was out—Tyrell reclaimed the City of Glory.

“WHEW!” The chat exploded. The final countdown began.

60… 59… 58…

Each second dragged like an eternity. Everyone was shouting, counting, cheering.

Finally—VICTORY!



House of Tyrell had done it. From last place to first. From disaster to glory.

“What a match!” everyone gasped.

Lux collapsed back into her chair, breathless. “I’m gonna need blood pressure meds after this,” she laughed. The victory pushed her into the Glory Rank, unlocking new rewards and a fresh boost of confidence.

As the Arena of Honor ended, attention turned to the next challenge: All-Out War. Would SFu make it into the elite Vanguard Map? What combinations would the system assign next?

Stay tuned… 😉