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... ensing their impending fate, shouted in fear right before their deaths.
“Damn it, filthy bastard! I don’t want to die.”
“M-Mom!!!”
“Send me home! Damn nobles!”
As they spoke, their bodies were pierced by arrows, burned by fire, and frozen solid, like meat in cold storage.
My soldiers sneered at the sight of the enemy, helpless and dying instantly.
“Look at those idiots, dropping like flies.”
“Serves them right, those morons. They were makin ...
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