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... lightning blinded me. Each time my vision returned, the battlefield changed, but the nature of the scenery remained the same.
Decaying ruins of brick and stone, their majesty long lost.
Silent graveyards known only to the dead.
Vast, desolate plains where not a blade of grass could grow.
A continent frozen in ice, where night reigned forever.
Volcanic lands engulfed in fire, ash, and darkness.
Hot, dry deserts where the sun burned the ground.
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