Apocalyptic Fire
He that burns now wears bracers is forged in the cauldron of deepest hell.
Apocalyptic Fire
Doom’s loins are girded in thickest demonhide and steel.
Apocalyptic Fire
The eleventh and final curse, the curse of wisdom, lain upon his horns.
Apocalyptic Fire
The first curse, the curse of flame, lain upon his sword.
Apocalyptic Fire
The second curse, the curse of the fallen, is lain upon his wings.
Apocalyptic Fire
To the lord of the seven dark dominions, the rush of power from consuming a lesser foe is nothing in the shadow of luxuriating in the pain of its passing.
Apocalyptic Fire
To the lord of the seven dark dominions, the rush of power from consuming a lesser foe is nothing in the shadow of luxuriating in the pain of its passing.
Apocalyptic Fire
To the lord of the seven dark dominions, the rush of power from consuming a lesser foe is nothing in the shadow of luxuriating in the pain of its passing.
Apocalyptic Fire
He that burns carries all the weight of the Apocalypse upon his mighty shoulders.
Apocalyptic Fire
He that burns carries all the weight of the Apocalypse upon his mighty shoulders.
Apocalyptic Fire
Doom’s power has shattered this blade.
Apocalyptic Fire
Doom’s power has shattered this blade.