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... Byzantium, European Union
The sky was calm and cloudless, while the wind was a little chilly, carrying a hint of winter, as if it were the lingering essence, or a quiet sigh of the frost that refuses to dissipate under the morning sun.
Commander Rudra Bhalachandra stood a few hundred metres from the foot of a large hill, his beard and clothes rustling as he looked up. His eyes carried a hint of apprehension, but it was soon replaced by determination, and even a bit of s ...
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