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... ius and Marcus moved silently among the lines of workers, indistinguishable from the peasants toiling in the fields or hauling timber. The air was thick with the pungent blend of sweat, damp earth, and the faint metallic tang of tension—a smell they knew all too well. It was the odor of a battlefield waiting to happen.
They were young, neither yet twenty-five winters past , but their youth belied their experience. Five battles had already etched their names and skin, and with them came a ...
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