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... ds. The smell of death and smoke swept over them with an errant wind as the sun beat down eternally. The cries of battle resounded, but more so the sounds of breaking timber. The Sornians were landing even now, heedless of the defeat that had just been dealt. You could see their blue uniforms distantly and pikes glinting in the glaring sun.
So much, the better. Sahshir had been hoping for an opportunity to fight on land without the swaying of a ship. Now, at last, he could do battle in c ...
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