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... on the orange base held by his other hand was smashed to pieces, and the wooden lance tip was broken.
Behind him, the dark war horse raised its head and neighed, running desperately.
Cregan staggered on horseback, fell on the isolation fence, and was dragged forward passively by the war horse.
The shield with the direwolf's head painted on it in his hand was intact, the wooden lance was broken into two pieces, and a dent was poked out of the shoulder armor.
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