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... es or perfectly timed lines. Even their war chants had softened, reduced to low, guttural murmurs that carried across the air like the growl of an animal too hurt to roar but too angry to die.
Among them, chieftains barked orders and struck the weak to keep morale in place. Beasts paced the perimeter of their siege camps, growling and snapping at the air. There were fewer now…both creatures and handlers. The latest Threian counterstrike had done its damage.
But the orcs, too, had ...
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