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... uttered gently in the rising morning wind. The gleam of steel reflected off the pauldrons on his shoulders, and his deep gaze swept over the vast formation below—an ocean of soldiers assembled in solemn ranks.
His expression was calm, but carved from stone—resolute, unflinching.
Before him stretched the disciplined army of the Valthorn Kingdom, each man and woman standing tall beneath the weight of anticipation. Their armor bore the faint marks of training, and their eyes glimmer ...
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