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... as falling, the pillars of the world seemed to shake.
The old general stood amid the darkness, a golden god of war, bathed in holy light. With the mighty broadsword ablaze in his hands, he lead the troops toward their foes. Ardent fire burned in his eyes, his puissant roars like righteous thunder that were audible even over the clamor of war.
His golden figure crashed into the front lines. Sparks surrounded the general from bullets ringing off his armor, none of which left a mark ...
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