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... scent of damp earth and wood smoke. Our settlement, once a scattered collection of makeshift barricades and salvaged ruins, was now buzzing with activity. The steady rhythm of hammers on metal, shouts of orders, and the thud of training drills filled the air. Every sound was a reminder of how far we had come—and how much farther we still had to go.
Today, we moved forward.
I paced the rampart as I watched goblins of every sort laboring on our defenses. There were those who sharpe ...
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