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Venomous fangs attack!
Author: True villan
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"What are they doing?" the brigade commander asked.

Nelry, the twenty-three-year-old general in charge of Ignis’s three front flanks, turned his head, searching for whoever Seno was addressing.

Seno was twenty-eight, built with a muscular frame, brown hair, and striking blue eyes. He possessed a reassuring face and had been Nelry’s closest friend since childhood. Seno was the one who had always dreamed of being a great general, while Nelry had been an orphan, and Seno abandoned, both left to to
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