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The night was thick with the scent of blood and ash.
The battlefield stretched before them like a sea of broken bodies and scorched earth, the light of the Blood Moon barely a smear behind storm clouds. The mingled howls of the wounded and dying echoed through the pines, a dirge for a war that refused to end.
Kade Varyn stood at the front of his