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... its surface entirely hidden beneath a wide campaign map.
Inked rivers snaked across faded parchment, mountains were sketched in sharp strokes of black, and three small banners were planted like miniature conquests on three cities: Shom, Artalerita, and Freusen.
The last of the three was not yet entirely in his grasp, but Alpheo considered its fall inevitable. A matter of time. The inaccuracy didn’t bother him; in his mind, it was already counted among his victories.
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