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... s the settlement as warriors gathered for war. The air was crisp but not yet cold, the season still in its early phase. The morning mist clung to the ground, swirling in ghostly tendrils over the battlefield ahead. It was a day that would decide Emberhold's future.
Alexander stood at the front lines, his black-metal sword strapped to his hip, armor secured with practiced precision. His expression was unreadable, yet every man behind him knew—he would lead them to victory. His warriors—so ...
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