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... visible end and rolled over from the smoky horizon.


Lightning flashed in their eyes, and flames spewed out of their nostrils. Their hooves were inlaid with fine iron, and they had prickly horseshoes, which were stained with blood.


Although they were not as strong as the Turan, the tens of thousands of centaur warriors advanced in a uniform rhythm. Tens of thousands of horseshoes were raised almost at the same time, and they stomped on the ground with a loud rumble. It almost ...

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