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He unlocks the wardrobe, exposing a daunting warlord helmet atop an imposing stand.
“And finally, the Helm of Hades,” His voice is so soft, distant as if he’s not here anymore. “It has the capability to render the wearer invisible to all supernatural entities, erasing every fiber of your existence.”
“While donning the helmet, it is said one can project their invisibility onto others and objects.”
I receive the helmet with ginger hands, uncertain as it tugs my palms downward with such resounding weight.
Ornate engravings line its metal body, tufted swirls that seem to billow out in feathery curls.
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