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6. Aura: hmmm... this will take a bit more. *glows golden* *voice goes strange* a friend is targeted... the angel fights for the warrior. the dark ones see their way obstructed, and lash out in fury. to get to the warrior, they must destroy the angel. the scaled wings that cut through light leaving only oblivion in their wake... the talons that rend flesh from bone... the flames torn straight from the depths of the earth. all are sent to their joy. and when they finish their magnificent feast, feathers of pure white stained deepest crimson litter the ground. *golden light fades* *collapses, panting*
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