'He was the color of blood, not the springing blood of the heart but the blood that stirs under an old wound that never really healed. A terrible light poured from him like sweat, and his roar started landslides flowing into one another. His horns were as pale as scars.'
Red, red and powerful, with a sweet, terrible heat and the aftertaste of smoke.
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