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... p> Below, in the northern quarter, the pikemen finished off the last soul soldier pinned against the granary. The translucent figure flickered, dimmed, and vanished. A ragged cheer went up from the formation. The sergeant raised his pike and screamed victory.
Hope. They were finding hope. Every dispersed soul was proof that the enemy could be beaten. Every small victory rebuilt the conviction that they could outlast this nightmare and hold until reinforcements arrived.
Quinlan ra ...
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