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... nd echoing like distant thunder. The air was thick with tension, a suffocating silence broken only by the occasional cry of terror.
Aelius spoke in a faint voice, barely audible over the chaos:
"Any orders, Lord?"
Valeras didn't respond immediately. He blinked, his mind struggling to process the question. Then, in a hoarse, almost broken voice, he muttered:
"Orders? What order could possibly get us out of this hellish mess?"
"My lord?"
He glanced a ...
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