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... ing steel and dying screams, was eerily quiet. Too quiet.
Corpses lay scattered across the blood-soaked earth, warriors who had perished in combat—some slashed apart, others reduced to lifeless husks. The scent of iron and decay thickened the air, but for the soldiers still standing, the greatest horror was not the dead.
It was the ones who were missing.
Commander Hadrian paced through the ruined stretch of land where his forces had set up camp just hours ago. He was a ha ...
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