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... It was the oppressive silence that followed a catastrophic military failure, the kind of quiet that gets under your skin and starts whispering terrible, doubt-filled things.
My reconnaissance force had been annihilated.
Two Bloodkin, gone. A hundred of my best disposable Orcs, reduced to a fine red mist.
And all it had taken was one old man with a sword.
"This is a problem," I announced to the room, my voice a low, dangerous purr.
Pixia, my tiny, flying e ...
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