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Men lay where they had fallen, some twisted, some still, some staring at the sky with eyes that had not yet understood how quickly strength could be stolen from them. Shields lay split open like rotten fruit, steel-tipped bolts buried deep where wood and iron had failed. Blood darkened the grass, turning trampled earth into slick mud beneath boot and knee.
Five minutes.
Less, perhaps.
That was all it had taken.
Another volley cut through the air.
The ...
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