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... "My Lord, it is nearing nightfall," Marcus said, tying his hair back.
Oscar leaned on the cold stone pillar, pressing his hot neck against the refreshingly cool surface as he looked down. An orderly assembly of a hundred Marshal Exalts varying from Greater to Lower marched, some climbing up to stand on the walls and watchtowers. With the improvements in the fortifications and Auren's formations, his entrance and Marcus's were merged, uniting their defenses. At least, when his attention h ...
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