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... yss stood motionless, one hand on the hilt of her blade, the other on her hip, like a queen gazing at her domain. The blizzard whipped through her hair, the strands plastered to her pale cheeks, but she didn’t blink. Her golden eyes scanned the plain with the coldness of a housewife inspecting a room still too dirty.
Before her, the war continued to howl. Her army of black-armored demons advanced methodically, each thrust of her pike, each volley of arrows, each spell cast felling more e ...
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