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... p! Melee to the front!" Aethelstan’s voice rang out, authoritative but edged with strain. He moved to the center, shield raised. "Bromm, left flank! Deron, right! Spellcasters behind!"
But the order was more aspiration than execution. Bromm, the dwarven Berserker, let out a booming laugh and charged ahead of the forming line, his greataxe held high. "I’ll crack the first one for you!"
"Bromm, I said hold!" Aethelstan shouted, but it was too late.
Bromm reached the lead Co ...
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