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Lore[]
The air warps with the heat of Hyperion's desires. No armor, no matter how thick, can provide protection against Hyperion's heat. In the face of this angel of death, all turns red, and then turns to ash.
(Angelic) Hyperion | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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The air warps with the heat of Hyperion's desires. No armor, no matter how thick, can provide protection against Hyperion's heat. In the face of this angel of death, all turns red, and then turns to ash.