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... y a jagged maw of scorched wood and blackened earth. The dead lay thick along the trench lines, too many to count, orcs and Threians mixed together. Some were charred beyond recognition, their armor melted into their flesh. Others remained upright, impaled on makeshift barricades or slumped over the battlements as if they'd simply fallen asleep.
It was the first morning in many days without a direct orc assault.
And still, no one slept. They were afraid to let their guards down. ...
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