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... teland of untold horrors.
Buzzards circled overhead for miles on end, all lured by the scent of corpses baked by the sun.
Rows upon rows of glorious pikes were planted into the ground. Upon their points, they boasted the heads of Ottoman soldiers, permanently contorted in terror.
Sitting at the foot of the battlefield, lounging atop a mound of headless bodies, was none other than the great one.
He was an olive-skinned man with hair like inky ropes. His face, thoug ...
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