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"Descent of the Frost Phoenix" A cold and indifferent voice resounded throughout the area, and Azazel, who sat on his throne inside the castle, disappeared from his seat and reappeared behind the massive army, gazing up at the sky and squinting his eyes.
"KKKKEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIII!!!!" An ear-deafeningly loud screech sounded; it felt a lot like a screech from a mighty white-headed eagle, but a lot louder, lot more mightier, and a lot fiercer.
WHOOOSH
