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... age, flinging spells, swinging swords and cutting each other down for their beliefs.
Asura's eyes seemed empty as they gazed at a fallen soldier.
There was no warmth, sympathy, or forgiveness. Asura's silver blade cleaved the chest of an older male. Even those who called out their loved ones' names. Asura narrowed his eyes before landing the fatal strike.
'Leave none alive.'
A message from the depths of his soul, unknown whence it came.
With brutality, blo ...
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