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... se who had nothing left to lose.
A cluster of six mercenaries held formation, backs together, weapons out, defending their position against waves of attackers. They dropped three. Five. Eight. Ten. Their coordination was impressive, their skill undeniable.
Then someone grabbed a fallen torch from the dome’s edge where braziers had been placed for light. Hurled it into their midst.
Fire caught on blood-soaked clothing. Spreading faster than they could react. The formation ...
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