desiluit iustis commotus in arma querelis Bellipotens, cui sola vagum per inane ruenti Ira comes, reliqui sudant ad bella Furores.
The Lord of War leapt down into the fray, moved to arms by her just complaints. Anger was his only companion as he plunges through the wandering  void, the other Madnesses are sweating in the battle.
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