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... ally moved about their distorted bodies, beginning their day's work as usual.
Tilling the fields, feeding livestock, hauling goods...
The village bustled with activity, yet everyone's movements seemed somewhat stiff.
A middle-aged man, appearing as a blacksmith, mechanically swung his iron hammer, striking down onto the glowing red sword blade.
His stooped figure suddenly trembled, yet he remained unaware as the round head fell, severed, onto the searing blade. No ...
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