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... or weeks or months. The fortress preparations stretched on in what felt like endless repetition, walls reinforced, formations layered, defensive positions perfected.
Then suddenly everything changed.
The army appeared on the horizon.
Malachai’s coalition.
Twenty-three houses. Thousands of soldiers. All organized in formations.
And at their head.
Malachai Drakenmoor stood alone, fifty meters ahead of his assembled forces. His midnight black robes bi ...
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