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... heavily, his lungs strained to partake in any fresh air, but the stench of the battlefield choked the air, nauseous fumes from blood, fire, and death. A fast spear thrust and plunged directly onto his shield. In a smooth motion, he deflected the spear, finding his arm to be numb and shaky. The battle against the Lower Marshal Golem and the limits of his Guise fast approaching had done their work to drain him.
Staring at Erden, he saw his beast friend faring no better, barely mounting a d ...
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