originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]In his way stands a large man in battle armor, stylized to be likened to wolves. His hands hold a massive greatsword that is stabbed a few inches into the earth. His eyes blaze with blue flame and he looks furious.[/i]
"[b]You will not take Rome. Your time has come and gone.[/b]"
English
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"HEATHEN! YOU SHALL FACE DIVINE WRATH!"
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"[b]MY GOD IS THE ONLY GOD![/b]" [i]He pulls out the sword, flames erupting around its edge, and the temperature in the place begins to rise.[/i]
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Thunder booms and lightning crackles as a storm rolls in
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"[b]A storm?! You seek to defeat [i]me and my God[/i], with a storm?![/b]" [i]The temperature climbs to such a degree that the ground around the man begins to boil.[/i]
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Thirteen lightning bolts strike the man