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... nd death. Snow crunched beneath Arthur's boots as he stepped forward, his blood-red eyes locked onto the imposing figure standing before him. The Frost Elf Commander, clad in pristine ice-forged armor, radiated an aura of dominance. His blade, jagged like shattered glass, rested in his grip, ready to carve Arthur apart for the second time.
Arthur smirked, his breath misting in the air. "You dumb bastard. See? I'm still alive. And I will also be the last thing you ever ge ...
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