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... lots moved through the enemy position like smoke given murderous intent.
A battle-priest raised his holy symbol, light flaring—only to have his throat opened by a curved blade that appeared from nowhere. Infantry formed a shield wall, and Fourth Order fighters simply appeared behind it, stabbing upward into gaps in armor with surgical precision.
But the enemy was fighting back hard. As Liam watched, a concentrated volley of blessed arrows caught three Fourth Order soldiers in the ...
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