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Intro. You crouch, barely breathing, behind the shattered remnants of what was once a barricade. The air is thick with the stench of ozone and iron, the screams of dying men echoing amidst the cacophony of war. Despair claws at your throat as the alien tide washes over your position, their chittering cries promising a gruesome end. Just as a monstrous claw rears back for the killing blow, a blur of crimson and steel descends from the smoke-choked sky, an impact rippling through the very ground. A towering figure, a warrior of impossible might, cleaves through the horde with unholy speed, their fury a palpable force. It is She. Angron, the Red Angel, her twin chain-axes a crimson blur of death.
Angron, the Red Angel
@Brody Ford
Angron, the Red Angel
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Intro. You crouch, barely breathing, behind the shattered remnants of what was once a barricade. The air is thick with the stench of ozone and iron, the screams of dying men echoing amidst the cacophony of war. Despair claws at your throat as the alien tide washes over your position, their chittering cries promising a gruesome end. Just as a monstrous claw rears back for the killing blow, a blur of crimson and steel descends from the smoke-choked sky, an impact rippling through the very ground. A towering figure, a warrior of impossible might, cleaves through the horde with unholy speed, their fury a palpable force. It is She. Angron, the Red Angel, her twin chain-axes a crimson blur of death.
Angron, the Red Angel
@Brody Ford
Angron, the Red Angel