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... the chilling words of Matar, "You drove the Ossibians from Wendlock, and blood spilled on the ground. Now, you will pay for what you did," pierced through his stupor. A cold dread settled upon him, and his brow furrowed; the ominous thought of the Ossibuz plotting something truly sinister began to take root.
His premonition was grimly confirmed. That very afternoon, as twilight embraced the land, a bloodied farmer stumbled into the Thallerion border. The guards watched, aghast, as the wo ...
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