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... jokes. Their banners flapped lazily in the morning sun. Thousands of them, all in armor, moved across the open plains in a chaotic but roaring force—confident, drunk with arrogance, and completely unaware of the danger ahead.
"Yeah!! We’re heading straight for the dwarven capital! Let’s crush those stubborn bastards!!"
"Their stronghold can’t stop us! We have the numbers!!"
One soldier grinned wickedly, waving his spiked club in the air. "And after that—heh—we get to enj ...
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