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... > Orcs loved their horses—resilient creatures that thrived on the sparse grasses of the plains.
But the warhorses of Elil were something else entirely.
Massive. Heavy. Fearless. Beasts bred for battle and nothing else. Their hooves struck the earth like war drums, shaking the battlefield with every step.
Orcs might not understand the human obsession with trumpets and war drums on the battlefield, but the sound of those hooves stirred something primal inside them—awe and t ...
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