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... itia charged down the slope.
From my vantage point on the cliff, it looked like a white spear piercing a black ocean.
Commander Valen was a force of nature. He didn’t just cut soldiers; he blasted them. Every swing of his sword released a wave of Divine Force, sending Imperial soldiers flying like ragdolls.
"Die, heretics!"
Valen was a whirlwind of golden light.
Bardon and his militia followed in his wake, screaming war cries, using the confusion to butche ...
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