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... h intense battle cries. The pungent scent of blood spread through the camp, staining the withered grass and trees red. Suddenly, an excited shout rose from the vanguard attacking the camp.
"The enemy is fleeing!"
Xiulote stood on a hilltop, observing the battle. He saw nearly two thousand Guamare Samurai, like a tide of grey-blue, shouting and surging into the camp nestled among the mountains. The Canine Descendants were gradually unable to resist, retreating in disorder toward t ...
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