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... he empire's dark red armor was blocked entry as two lion-headed lances were crossed in front of her. In her hands, she was holding a stained-yellow rolled-up parchment.
The woman frowned upon being subjected to such treatment, her neatly folded long black hair swayed as she shook her head with displeasure written all over her supple face. She clicked her tongue, giving a voice to her rising anger.
"Step aside soldier! How dare you speak to your superior in that way! One more flin ...
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