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The Hellmouth V Cup era was a long, painful drought for the Tucson Butchers , a period that came to be known as "The Years in the Desert." The Blood Monsoon had dried up, leaving them wandering in a barren wasteland, their knives dull and unsharpened. All they had left was their mixtape. The losses to Salt Lake Turbulence , Albuquerque Solarpunks , and Elko Astronauts were slow, agonizing declines of a once-feared predator struggling to hunt. The Butchers were lost, wandering through the desert, listening to their mixtape, praying for a Rain of Blood.

The seasons of wandering were not without purpose. In their desperation, the Butchers were eventually driven to seek help from a most unlikely ally: their bitter rivals, the Phoenix Freshrolls. A strange new alliance was on the horizon, a desperate gambit to bring back the rain.

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-The Hellmouth V Cup era was a long, painful drought for the Butchers, a period that came to be known as "The Years in the Desert." The "Blood Monsoon" had dried up, leaving them wandering in a barren wasteland, their knives dulling, their once-feared mixtape gathering dust. The losses to Salt Lake, Albuquerque, and Elko were not just defeats, but a slow, agonizing decline, a once-great predator now struggling to hunt. They were lost, wandering through the desert, praying for "Blood Rain." But the years of wandering were not without purpose. In their desperation, the Butchers began to look for help in the most unlikely of places, their gaze turning to their bitter rivals, the Phoenix Freshrolls. A new, strange alliance was on the horizon, a desperate gambit to bring back the rain.<noinclude>
+The Hellmouth V Cup era was a long, painful drought for the {{CTeam|TB}}, a period that came to be known as "The Years in the Desert." The Blood Monsoon had dried up, leaving them wandering in a barren wasteland, their knives dull and unsharpened. All they had left was their mixtape. The losses to {{CTeam|SLC}}, {{CTeam|ABQ}}, and {{CTeam|EA}} were slow, agonizing declines of a once-feared predator struggling to hunt. The Butchers were lost, wandering through the desert, listening to their mixtape, praying for a Rain of Blood.
+The seasons of wandering were not without purpose. In their desperation, the Butchers were eventually driven to seek help from a most unlikely ally: their bitter rivals, the Phoenix Freshrolls. A strange new alliance was on the horizon, a desperate gambit to bring back the rain.<noinclude>
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