Placeholder: [art by Michael Kaluta] once a flourishing field, now reduced to burned ruins, fumes of death hung heavy in the air. Amidst the devastation, an enraged redhead Barbarian, a towering figure of wrath and fury, thundered across the desolate landscape. His eyes blazed with a primal rage as he sprinted towards a lone white paladin, clad in chrome steel plate armor, a beacon of light amidst the darkness. The Barbarian faces the paladin. [art by Michael Kaluta] once a flourishing field, now reduced to burned ruins, fumes of death hung heavy in the air. Amidst the devastation, an enraged redhead Barbarian, a towering figure of wrath and fury, thundered across the desolate landscape. His eyes blazed with a primal rage as he sprinted towards a lone white paladin, clad in chrome steel plate armor, a beacon of light amidst the darkness. The Barbarian faces the paladin.

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[art by Michael Kaluta] once a flourishing field, now reduced to burned ruins, fumes of death hung heavy in the air. Amidst the devastation, an enraged redhead Barbarian, a towering figure of wrath and fury, thundered across the desolate landscape. His eyes blazed with a primal rage as he sprinted towards a lone white paladin, clad in chrome steel plate armor, a beacon of light amidst the darkness. The Barbarian faces the paladin.

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