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... ting long shadows over the broken trenches. In the distance, the war drums of the orcs still beat in measured cadence...a steady throb of momentum that echoed across the plains. The Threians knew what it meant. The storm had not passed. It had only paused.
Inside the crater rim, the defenders moved like men on the edge of the world.
Boomsticks were reloaded by trembling hands. Torn sandbags were hastily restacked into walls. Dead comrades became cover. Engineers shouted over the ...
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