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... across the ruined cityscape of Nuceria, a world reduced to cinders and broken marble. Angron stood amidst the devastation, his massive frame silhouetted against the smoke-filled sky. Without the Butcher's Nails that had defined his fate in another time, his eyes held clarity instead of rage - though they burned no less intensely as he looked down at the last High Rider squirming beneath his boot.
With a motion faster than thought, Angron's blade flashed. The High Rider's words ended in a ...
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