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A broken Baron Carlos lies shattered on the floor of The Realm of Darkness.
His body a scattered mass of empty shell, cracked and broken.
No life, just lifeless shell.
The adversary stands over the wreckage. His shoes are black.
The peices of shell crack under his feet.
A view to the side, as a woman enters.
She is dressed in black, and the shadows cover her face, and red hair.
She wraps herself around the man, congradulating him, and his victory.
The man kneels down, and picks up a peice of Carlos' shell, it is the remains of BaronCarlos' face.
The face has no expression.
It is pure black, and lifeless as if off a statue.
In the man's black gloved hand, he takes the mask and smashes it violently into the floor of the realm of darkness.
The face breaks like glass as fragments and shrapnel flood the room.
The woman laughs with delight.