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... fresh round of howls and jeers rose from the orcs crowding around its perimeter. The fountain of blood that erupted skyward from the stump intensified their frenzy further, its coppery tang fueling a [Battle Lust] haze so thick that it may well have been visible.
Grund simply sighed and set his axe back in his belt, doing his best to hide his disdain. The body crumpling to the sand before him represented his thirteenth challenger of the day. Maybe even his last, if he w ...
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