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... it into a bandit's head, did the fighting start again. I didn’t care about their backstory. I was going to win this fight because I had to, because if I didn’t, I would be killed, and my wives would meet a similar, if not more terrible, fate.
The man walked casually forward with a group of about thirty stronger-looking bandits. The first bunch was rabble, about half broke and ran while the other half died like sheep. I had killed four myself, and I had the fewest kills out of all the ad ...
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