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... uins, reverberating in Leav's chest like an omen. The Bonefangs were near. Standing atop the fortress walls, he watched the distant torchlights flickering between the trees, a slow but inevitable march toward battle.
His hands gripped the cold stone of the parapet. The goblins behind him whispered in hushed tones, their fear evident. Leav inhaled deeply, steadying himself. Fear was natural. It kept them alert. But fear alone would not win them this battle.
"Frot," he called.
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