Health: 1824
Health regen: 3.80
Mana: 500
Mana regen: 3
Attack damage: 68
Attack speed: 1.15
Attack range: 5.5
Mephisto stands at 20 feet tall. He possesses "foul blood" and his voice itself is painful to hear The undead are the minions of Mephisto.
"The skies shall rain fire, and the seas will become as blood. The righteous shall fall before the wicked, and all of Creation shall tremble before the burning standards of Hell!"
—Mephisto
"Would that all the misbegotten spawn of my wayward daughter had but one heart I might plunge this through, so that they all might enjoy the gift of my pitiless ire."
— Mephisto
"This is a peaceful visit, oh, councilors," rasped a voice like a nest of angry vipers. "Peaceful--if you would have it so."
YOU OFFER PARLEY...LORD MEPHISTO? Auriel asked the shadow. YOU...NOT YOUR BROTHER?
Imperius took over the situation from Auriel. WHAT PACT IS THIS YOU PROPOSE?
A hint of great, sharp teeth momentarily flashed into sight where the demon's head should have been. "We, like you, made false assumptions about this place, false assumptions about the creatures spawned by both our kind."
A blazing red eye materialized, then winked in the direction of Auriel, who utterly ignored it.
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