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They were unaware that at this moment, the southern border of Holy Polante, had been a battlefield stretching miles, dyeing the Oberon Canal red with blood.
Thousands of lives withered under the assault of the Demon People.
The earth was drenched in blood, the sky shrouded in haze.
Towns fell, homes shattered; wailing, crying, cursing, all intertwined into a symphony of despair, echoing above the ruins.
In a hell-like fortress far awa ...
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