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... sed to be over!" sobbed a heavy chested blonde woman as I smashed her husband's skull to meaty chunks and boney pieces with my punches.
His wailing family huddled together in their yurt, and I responded, "Nothing is over."
It felt good to be back to my true purpose, saving the human race one destroyed wildling at a time. It seems like an oxymoron, killing people to save humanity, but most of these people would die anyway to provide fodder for a necromancer's army, so really I'm j ...
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