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exiles_baddie ([info]exiles_baddie) wrote in [info]exiles,
Darkness Rising
The "bloody huge" fight was something of an understatement as the very land itself seemed to quake from the forces being unleashed in the distance. However, the cause of such awesome displays of power were caused by only two beings. One was an older, but large man fighting with spear and magic against a massive being in dark finery, topped by a flaming face.

"Your time has finally passed, Odin! How ironic it is that it is not the prophecy of Ragnarok that brings you low, but Dread Dormammu! On this day, I will be Sorceror Supreme of two worlds! Now crumble under my heel, old man!"

Dormmamu unleashed a new barrage of mystic force against Odin, who while at first holding his own, clearly seemed weakened as he buckled slightly against the assault.


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