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... ling flower petals. I was certain that the people who used that description had never been in the middle of a battlefield.
“Push at the gate! Push them back!”
Krrrrrr, krrr!
Heads went flying. Right next to me, someone with a huge ax crushed a soldier in armor. Flesh tore apart and the metal armor cracked. On the battlefield, the boiling fighting spirit was omnipresent, like bubbles rising on the surface of hot swamp water.
“Wait, what’s going on?” the Black Witch ...
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