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... . Morning – Sunrise.
Black smoke still billowed thinly from the remnants of charred tents, but the battle was over. The warm morning sun illuminated a scene of stark contrast: on one side, advanced war machines glittered in the light; on the other, thousands of mercenaries sat dejectedly on the ground with their hands bound.
Sir Riven sat relaxed atop the roof of the Iron Duke (Titan MK-1), munching on an apple he had found in the enemy’s logistics tent. His legs dangled off the ...
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