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... s peak for those that had fought in the battle against the Behemoth Clan. Many of the guards that had taken up arms fighting had dropped to the floor.

They lay there, looking at the sky. It was hard for them to believe that they had managed to survive once again, and that they were able to live another day.

During the fight, they reflected, thinking back to how many times they had said their last words in their heads, repeated the phrase, yet they had managed to live.

Oth ...

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