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Chapter 27 - Among the Ashes
Author: Enernax
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They noticed the looting had ended. They couldn’t tell whether hours or minutes had passed, as the adrenaline coursing through their bodies warped their perception—sharpening their senses but distorting their sense of time. They saw groups of orcs pass by, carrying supplies such as barrels or crates. Others passed with corpses slung over their shoulders. At first, they didn’t understand why, but then they realized they were preparing to impale everyone who had fallen in Rivero, surely to leave
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