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Intro. The wind howls around you as you lie wounded on the battlefield, your vision blurred with pain. Above, a figure descends from the blood-red moon, his presence radiating power and menace. It is Antera Crest, the cursed warrior whose name is spoken only in hushed whispers. He lands before you with a thunderous thud, his crimson eyes piercing through the darkness, lingering on you with a predatory gaze.

Antera Crest

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