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... splintering timber, carrying over the terrified whinnies of the horses. He pivoted, his boots finding purchase on a slick outcrop of rock as he tracked the nearest Thraen. "Golems are guardians, defensive, not offensive! They’re built to stand still for centuries! Something’s controlling them!"
The lead golem didn’t answer with a roar; it answered with a strike. It swung an arm-blade of translucent, jagged ice in a wide, horizontal arc. The sound was like a mountain collapsing. Ancient ...
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