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... , and the chaos of destruction made them lose their sanity. The tip of their spears pierced the flesh, and the flying arrows crushed the skulls.
The battlefield. This whole scene was the unmistakable scene of a battlefield.
It didn’t matter if it were a battle of humans, or a battle of elves. Race was something that didn’t matter on the battlefield, since its core remained unchanged. How so? The lively color from the soldiers’ eyes disappeared entirely. The enemy in front of some ...
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