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... ng feet. My words were not praise, but observation—a simple acknowledgment of their execution.
The Goblin King stepped forward, its towering presence casting a long shadow across the ranks. It raised its rune-etched great sword high, the blade catching the ambient glow of the chamber. With a guttural command, it directed the knights forward. The dozen armored figures advanced, their long spears gleaming with a spectral energy that seemed to hum with restrained violence. The mage variant ...
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