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"Such a pity…" A vast shadow blanketed Broxigar. "Such a pity to waste such a delicious ability for carnage…" with a strained roar, Brox's only axe came spinning around and hit an obstruction and a resounding bellow of outrageknocked him down and through what remained of his good eye, Brox caught sight of a titanic, horned figure in molten black armor...