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Crockta got on the pumpkin coach and looked up at the sky. It was twilight. His senses were the sharpest when he was accompanied by the moon. The darkness thwarted the enemy’s field of vision and hid Crockta’s presence. With darkness on his side, the only thing he needed was his greatsword.
He was floating above the canopy of Calmahart’s tent. The surroundings were teeming with liveliness. Orcs were carrying food inside Calmahart’s tent, including enormous amounts of meat. If Calmaha ...
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