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... tion of the southern city.
Followed immediately by screams and flames.
Viscount Webster had never slept. He donned his battle armor and rushed out of his tent, his face grim.
The area was defended by a small order of knights from the nobility, not many in number and poorly equipped. He had thought they could hold for a few days, never expecting trouble so quickly.
By the time he led his men to the scene, the entire stretch of the city wall had become a slaughterho ...
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