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PreviewMÛMAK™ IN BATTLEMiniature Statue
The mighty mûmakil, beasts of such towering stature that their legs seemed like the boles of ancient trees; their tusks like the roots of mountains torn from the earth. Upon their broad backs were great howdahs of twisted vine and gnarled bone, bristling with archers and spearmen, vicious war banners snapping in the wind. Like living fortresses, they strode into battle—unstoppable and insurmountable—as the very ground itself trembled in their wake.
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Free ShippingLEGOLAS™Miniature Statue
No triumph did he pause to savour, nor rest did he take, for the battle still raged. His sharp gaze swept the tumult of the battlefield, seeking yet another foe to strike, another evil to vanquish. The cry of warriors and the clash of steel rang in his ears, but his mind was steady. With bow drawn and heart unwearied, Legolas continued his hunt, unerring and relentless, a shadow of doom upon the servants of darkness.
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Free ShippingTHE WITCH-KING™Miniature Statue
Upon the blood-soaked Pelennor Fields™, the Witch-king strode, a shadow of death reaping lives with blade and flail. Neither the fall of his fell steed nor the desperate struggles of men could halt his grim purpose. Towering above the insignificant warrior, his unseen gaze cast down upon his prey, despair was all that could remain.
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Free ShippingSHELOB™Miniature Statue
Poised to strike, her many-eyed visage glowing with a malevolent gleam, Shelob towered over a small, trembling form. The helpless hobbit stood dwarfed beneath her vast, bloated figure, unaware of the vile fate soon to befall upon him within the jagged rocky paths of the creature’s domain. Another poor soul, caught within her venomous grasp; prey for her insatiable hunger.
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Free ShippingWATCHER IN THE WATERMiniature Statue
Awakened from deep slumber by the innocent rippling of a cast stone, it extended its many slimy appendages, slithering slowly to ensnare its soon-to-be meal. Long forgotten though it may be, its gaping, toothy maw harboured no less peril, and hunger had only stoked its desire to feast upon flesh, now scarce. Yet, something about one of the smaller ones beckoned to it, beyond mere instinct to consume, something it coveted. As the group was distracted, the lake stirred, and the Watcher in the Water struck.