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... tering of the cannonball against the wall making blue sparks splash across it. It had become almost routine over the week’s assault. A few volleys had gotten through of course, but Darien’s portion of the wall hadn’t had any pierce the magical forcefield. Their mage was older, a retiree from the Academy rather than one of the young novices that were posted at the other sections of the wall. He’d been chosen because their area of the wall was one of the few that had a gate to defend, making it mu ...
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