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... e sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky with a hauntingly beautiful display of fiery red clouds.
The air in the castle was a thick, suffocating cocktail of smells: the acrid tang of gunpowder, the metallic iron of fresh blood, and the sickly sweet aroma of charred flesh.
Corpses lay in tangled heaps across the grand avenues and narrow alleys. Everywhere one looked, the wreckage of war was strewn about with shattered blades, breastplates pierced through, broken firearms, ...
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