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... me,” Viscount Jyles begged. He was on the ground, pressing his ragged face into the dirt. He held his hands over his head as he pleaded tearfully.
Crackle... crackle...
Around them, the crumbled walls of Moon Aether smoldered, with only the half-burnt red carpet serving as a reminder of what used to be the command room.
“Are you begging for mercy during war? And from the enemy, no less? As the commander of Moon Aether, you dare utter such words before the soldiers who sac ...
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