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... blade sent reverberations across the city.
It sent shivers down the survivors’ backs.
And those who were old enough to witness Allaryx on the battlefield could do nothing but mourn their inevitable deaths.
Even though seventy years had passed, that scratching sound was just as terrifying.
Those few that could still move their arms lifted them towards the sky in prayer.
"Oh gods," they cried, "forgive our sins."
For their deaths were inevitable. ...
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