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... , utterly spent.
The fortress shook around him as roars echoed from the fieldor was it the sky? He couldnt tell. The world had gone insane. And yethe looked up. He stood inside the keep, among a crowd of trembling refugees protected by ranks of armored soldiers. He was safe, and so was every last villager.
II did that. They were safe because of him. Even now, grandmas and mothers were grasping his hands in thanks before running off to their loved ones. They cried and shouted, but ...
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