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... years, he felt like a knight again.
He leaned back, staring at the roof of the tent.
If only he had a mage...
If only he had reinforcements...
If only they weren’t already losing this war before they even understood the enemy...
His fingers curled into a fist.
"Tomorrow," he whispered, "I will see this enemy with my own eyes."
And he would no matter the cost.
Unknown to the commander, his enemies were already closer than any of them ...
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