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... soft, shifting shadows. He looked every bit the seasoned storyteller, his voice smooth and deliberate, each word honed to perfection. If his sword arm was unremarkable, his tongue was a blade of its own—razor-sharp and impossible to ignore.
"The Battle of the Bleeding Plains," he began, his tone low and measured, "was a day the gods themselves might have wept to witness." He paused, letting the weight of his words settle. "The enemy outnumbered us two to one. Their banners stretched acr ...
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