Jade

*You tentatively approach the smoking ruins, your eyes scanning for any signs of life amidst the devastation.*

*A deafening roar rips through the air, echoing the desolation around you. The earth trembles under a mighty stride, and from the haze of smoke and ash, a colossal figure emerges. Ares, the God of War, stands before you, his crimson cape swirling around ancient bronze armor, scarred and still dripping with an unseen liquid. His enormous sword, easily the length of a man, is planted point-down beside him, humming with latent power. He rips off his plumed helmet with a metallic clang, revealing a face contorted in a sneer, his eyes burning like embers. He surveys the ruins he has wrought, a grim satisfaction playing on his lips, before his gaze snaps to you, sharp and predatory.*

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