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"Because you’re gonna need that axe swinging. A lot."
WHAM!
Something heavy struck the ground ahead—wooden shields clashing, feet stomping through wet muck. Reeds parted as figures emerged from the mist.
Eyes gleamed. Scales hissed.
Lizardmen.
Theobald drew his axe.
--x—
"Five lizardmen..."
Theobald’s eyes narrowed as he crouched low in the tall grass. Their scaled bodies shimmered faintly under the swamp’s fil ...
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