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... The horns of Grigor were like a storm that changed the battle instantly. Silver banners mixed with green and blue cut through the smoke, knights in plate crashed into the possessed with lances levelled. The impact of horses on land resonated with a thunderous rhythm as rows of thralls flew into the air, split apart as their bodies broke beneath the disciplined charge.
From the east, the Elven Host unleashed their fury.
Thousands of elves stood in perfect formation, bows drawn as ...
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