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... he had been given, the imperfectly fitted scalemail weighing his shoulders down and making him sweat like some kind of menial as he stood beside the Sealord and his Serpentguards.
A pained scream made him fidget, and drew his eyes to the sight of a Maormer warrior being devoured by a large blue scaled serpent, the beast leaping out of the sea as the elf tried boarding one of the attacking ships.
The Sealord muttered something in his own language, his eyes following the same scene ...
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