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... d resolute despite the chaos erupting around him. The air was thick with the acrid stench of sweat, blood, and smoke, as attackers swarmed the walls in desperate waves.
Xanthios, clad in steel plate that gleamed dully under the afternoon sun, raised his sword high. "Hold the line! " he bellowed, his voice cutting through the clamor like a trumpet’s call. His men roared in response, their morale bolstered by his presence.
An enemy soldier, climbing a ladder, thrust his spear towar ...
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