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... was the wet, ragged, gurgling breath of Magister Kellan, his body a broken ruin, drowning in his own blood on the shattered cobblestones.
Lord Grak-thul stood over him, a mountain of black, victorious iron. His massive, crimson-runed axe was raised high, its runes pulsing with a hungry, red light, eager for the final, severing blow. The demon commander was a statue of triumph, his boot planted firmly on the back of the city’s greatest hero. He was savoring this. The silence. The terror. ...
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