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MythicJax flexed at himself in his obsidian mirror. "Rad," he said, then "Sick. Totally gnarly." He'd been trapped in the Magma Chamber for some years now, so his vocabulary was perhaps a little dated. But it didn't matter. With the cavernous chamber's walls finally fractured, he was ready to step out into the world and show everyone what a real weapon can do.