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... ting a dull, sickly light over the land.
Asher sat astride Velmorne at the edge of a ridge, kilometres from the battlefield, yet the roars of men, the clash of steel, and the tremors of the earth all reached him. He could feel the heat of war, as if it were a living thing breathing against his skin.
Reflected in his golden, glowing eyes were thousands—no, tens of thousands—charging like waves towards a war-beaten castle wall. Like sand rushing to drown the shore, they stormed for ...
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