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Iron Blooded - Fifty One: The Fall of Ceris
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... owering, the teeth of the portcullis nearly halfway to the ground. We would never make it, not even if we ran.
A cry of anger and desperation tore from my throat.
“Wait!” I shouted, desperate to be heard. “Hold the gate. There are people here!”
The guards atop the inner wall hesitated. I could see their pale faces from the flicker of growing firelight. There is fear In many of them and even hesitation. I can use that.
“I am Ser William, Blackbriar,” I said, projec ...
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