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... cs at the forefront, those lucky enough to survive, stared at the radiant barrier before them in utter terror. Their bodies recoiled instinctively, haunted by the sight of their comrades vanishing the moment they touched the light. No whip or roar could force them forward again.
A shrill cry split the sky.
The Witch-King of Angmar, mounted upon his fell beast, rose above the army and drifted forward, stopping just short of the towering barrier of light. His burning gaze swept acr ...
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