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... there was only destruction and hopelessness.
Her father was in her arms, gasping for air. He was at his last breaths, blood gushing from the hollows of his stomach where something struck him before Elysianne could come to his aid.
She had been outside as she slashed at their invaders with her sword, killing everyone that tried to get on her way.
By the time she had entered the throne room, the King Alaric was sprawled on the floor, soaking in his own blood. Dozens of dea ...
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