As the final pieces of his armor are secured in place, Immortan Joe dons his fearsome breathing mask and rises to his feet. Outside, the thronging masses crowd around The Citadel in anticipation for his arrival. With a shout from his Prime Imperator, Immortan Joe steps to the edge of his balcony and looks out over the wretched gathered below.
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