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... rows of marching forward like slow-moving white walls. She drew the longsword at her waist. A few snowflakes drifted down, only to melt instantly upon contact with the sword’s scorching surface, turning into and then evaporating into white mist.
Compared to several months prior, the walls protecting Liya Tower Fortress clearly bore the marks of prolonged warfare. Blackened scars from composite magical bombardments scarred the surface everywhere. Pockmarked sections remain unfilled by sn ...
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