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... ming heat of the fires had begun to turn the mecha’s sapphire blue exterior to a pale red.
Michael’s face was grim. Those self-same fires were devouring him in the same way he hoped they were destroying Zeus. He could already hear the frame of his Angel of War groaning, growing weak as the alloys softened. But where he was slowly being melted to slag, the situation was rapidly worsening for Thor.
The red of it’s surface had darkened to an angry maroon as it’s shields bega ...
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