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Blood. Screams. The beautiful symphony of war.
Demons clashed against elves in brutal combat. Steel met claws. Magic met darkness. Bodies fell on both sides.
And Jax?
He was living his fantasy.
"THAT DEMON! THE PURPLE HORNED ONE! HE’S ESCAPING AT NINE O’CLOCK!"
He pointed dramatically.
"CUT HIM OFF! FLANK FROM THE LEFT!"
Nobody listened.
Not a single soldier even glanced his way.
"ARCHERS! FOCUS FIRE ON THE R ...
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