The Battle of Henge Hold

To chronicle all those who gave their lives in the Battle of Henge Hold would take far too long. Nearly every great hero and warrior of the Iron Kingdoms was present on that battlefield, bringing blade and cannon, warjack and spell to bear against the infernal forces, all in a desperate and noble bid to send as many lifeboats through the gate to Cyriss as possible. The trollkin of the United Kriels came to fight alongside the humans who had so often been their adversaries. The Rhulfolk and the Order of the Golden Crucible unleashed explosives and firepower that had never before been seen on the field of battle.
Many rose to greatness, and many perished, making the ultimate sacrifice. But their efforts were not in vain. The infernal threat was vanquished, at least for the moment. The infernal masters of the Nonokrion Order were thrown down or driven off, their forces scattered or destroyed. And thanks to the fighting at Henge Hold, thousands of refugees made it through the gateway, never to be seen on Caen again.
For although the defenders’ brave efforts had helped spare many lives, those who passed through the gate to Cyriss were still lost to those who remained behind. In a last-ditch effort to keep infernal forces from pursuing the fleeing refugees, the gate was destroyed, and the knowledge of its creation was lost, perhaps forever. The infernals had been denied the full balance of their tithe of souls, but the population of western Immoren was nonetheless decimated.
The world the demonic invaders left behind had been broken, yet in some ways it had been mended as well. The old enmities that had kept the peoples of western Immoren at each other’s throats for centuries were not buried, but they had been set aside for a time. Nations with a long history of armed conflict had shown the capacity to cooperate, and new alliances had been forged in the fiery crucible of apocalyptic war.