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... The first wave of the united Connacht host had crashed against its ancient stone walls, and broke among iron and flame.
It was not surtr’s flames that burned these men, no such legendary fire would be reserved for an army worthy of its magic.
Rather, it was a more traditional mixture of pitch that coated their shields and mail coats, sending them to Christian hell where they belonged.
Vetrúlfr stood atop the ramparts, sword and shield in hand. Howling at the enemy below, ...
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