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... fully clad in the gifted steel armor of a Byzeth general.
Frost had gathered on the edges of the pauldrons overnight, clinging like brittle lace. His breath fogged in front of him, thin clouds vanishing into the pale dawn as if even warmth fled this land.
The soldiers were already at work, dismantling the camp with practiced efficiency. The Northrender warriors moved like shadows in the frost-laden dawn, silent but precise, their motions sharp with discipline.
Their furs ...
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