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... ional groan of the dying. The once-roaring war cries had faded, replaced by the eerie silence of the aftermath. Leav stood amidst the ruins, his blade dripping with dark goblin blood. His breath came in ragged gasps, and his muscles burned from exertion, but a triumphant weight settled in his chest.
They had won.
Around him, the remnants of his forces gathered. Frot leaned against a fallen pillar, pressing a hand to a gash on his side, while Yorl stretched his arms, his axe still ...
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