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... nd began to howl and embers of fire filled the sky. Clouds gathered, turning the noon sky dark, except where it was punctuated with lightning. Then the Hellstorm Vortexes formed, and a keening noise began far above them.

The first Meteors rocketed down through the clouds as Hawk came out to add his own Hellstorm Vortexes to the chaos.

The ethereal blue fire was an odd counterpart to Remi's bright orange flames, and the Overlord Rank Giants began to swear in their own language.

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