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... st hung low across the plain, turning tents and cannon wheels into shadowy shapes. Beyond the ridges, the walls of Northern Mountain City stood cracked and smoke-stained, their proud silhouette marred by jagged holes.
Prince Kaen stood with his officers near the forward batteries, cloak tight across his shoulders. He looked rested, almost serene. For three days his cannons had spoken without pause, day and night. Now, the results were plain: towers collapsed, battlements shattered, whole ...
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