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... chokepoint. And it was blocked. The scout's report had sent a ripple of primal fear through the small company, a fear that lingered in the sudden, tense silence that had fallen over them. The howling of the wind now sounded like a funeral dirge. These men, Romans and Germans alike, were veterans who had faced down screaming Celtic hordes and stoic Parthian cataphracts. They understood the visceral calculus of sword, shield, and sinew. But the scout's description of a silent, faceless enemy with ...
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