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... p> Its form blotted out the rising sun, fifty meters of pure nightmare. Dark skin like blackened iron, twin jagged horns curling upward from its skull, and three enormous crimson eyes that burned with a malice so dense it felt physical.
The moment its aura washed over them, Luthor froze. His knees buckled involuntarily. A crushing weight pressed down on his chest until breathing felt like trying to inhale molten lead.
There was no mistaking it.
Lord-class Hollow.
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