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... ots shook the ground, their steps blending into a chaotic rhythm as the line of soldiers stretched so far behind me that even in the flatlands of western Skingrad I could only ever see all of them with my third eye.
It was an oddly unique view I was graced with, being able to observe the front of the massive formation from atop my mount as they constructed a camp wall while the back still marched after them, the seemingly inevitable mess somehow ending up organized as the Redoran drillma ...
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