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... thick with the scent of copper and fish.
It was the smell of blood, smoke, and death.
The battle was proceeding fiercely. The fomoires that had hidden beneath Kalliv Castle poured out from cracks and crevices like an army of ants.
The ones that could fly flew, and the ones that couldn’t charged on foot. Many sprinted towards the rainbow barrier rather than towards the warriors of Valhalla.
Bress the Tyrant’s senses were keen. He chose to flee rath ...
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