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... allic scent of blood and the dusty tang of churned earth under the relentless sun. The jagged iron fence enclosed the space like a predator’s jaw, barbs curling inward, rattling slightly in the wind that carried distant thunder rumbles. The ground was scarred from the fight—furrows from sword swings, dark patches of blood soaking into the dirt, gravel scattered like broken teeth. The crowd of goblins pressed against the bars, their green faces twisted in horror, breaths held in collective silenc ...
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