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... chant in the minds of every soldier as they looked around at the sea of Voroe corpses scattered across the bloodstained battlefield. Exhaustion warred with disbelief, and then joy began to crack through their tired faces. Smiles, raw and victorious, bloomed as countless heads tilted skyward—every gaze locking on a single figure above.
Floating high in the sky like a divine sentinel was the Depravita of Wrath.
Vlad stood unmoving, suspended like a celestial monument. The once full ...
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