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... r cries filled the air, as weapons clashed nonstop.
The Tibetan soldiers were in a fluster. Their eyes were filled with despair and fear. Many of them even carried bloodied wounds.
“Save me!”
“Please have mercy on me!”
“Lord Ghosts, please spare my life!”
“You bastards!”
“Those goddamned vengeful spirits!”
The usually lofty Tibetan soldiers and mages looked like rats who had their nests flooded in water. They scrambled around in a fluster, ...
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