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... rp scent of blood. Every eye was fixed on the scene, the tension that had built to a fever pitch now breaking with the sight of crimson splattering across the wooden floor.
The sound of the sword cutting through the air and the subsequent spurt of blood seemed to echo in the minds of everyone present, a brutal punctuation to the violence that had erupted so suddenly.
Radgar stood frozen, his sword still raised, his breath coming in harsh, ragged gasps. His eyes were wide, his exp ...
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