Ring Announcer, almost whispering: "and his opponent, from the deep shadows of the Throne of Blood, across the Barrens of Doom and Despair , standing a 5 foot 9 high, weighing a 185 pounds, all tremble and bow to the Lord of Murder, Bhaal..."
The lights go down, to pitch black. Everyone hears a hevay, scary breathing, like a warning of doom. Then, a whiff of brimstone fills the air, and suddenly, a bright flash explodes, and through a large cloud of smoke, Bhaal emerges, his face all but hidden in the shadows of his hood, except for his glowing, evil, red eyes, as he makes his way into the ring. His body is covered in an armor-like body suit, dark and cold, like the skin of a thousand corpses.
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