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"Sixty thousand soldiers, by our best estimates," Agnus replied, his voice heavy with the weight of the news. "Sixty thousand strong, they are entrenched within Grand Canyon City right now. And that number, I fear, will only swell."The implications of his words hung in the air, thick and suffocating. Grand Canyon City, the last bastion, the mighty dam holding back the tide of the Beast Kingdom, had fallen. It was a crushing blow, a gaping wound in the Brightwing Empire's defences. With the city captured, the Beast Kingdom's path to the other cities lay open, a terrifyingly clear highway paved with the potential for destruction."Sixty thousand," I murmured. I could now understand, with a clarity that stunned me, how Gislain and Osman were forced to retreat. They had been outmatched, hopelessly outnumbered. And their enemy commander, a being of equal strength, had wielded that advantage with ruthless efficiency. The Beast Kingdom's intentions were chillingly clear. This wasn't a
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Swoosh!A blur of feathered death whizzed past his ear, the wind from its passage ruffling the prince's hair. The dense fog, a suffocating blanket of grey, swallowed the arrow's trajectory, making it even harder for Lance to anticipate the next attack. Prince Drakan, a cunning strategist, had deliberately chosen this city as the battleground, a labyrinth of twisting streets and shrouded alleyways, designed to cripple Lance's greatest strength: his army. Drakan knew the legendary warrior's prowess on the battlefield, his ability to command troops with an almost supernatural instinct. Even Drakan, a prince renowned for his own martial skill, wouldn't dare face Lance and his legions in the open. This fog-choked city was his weapon, a tool to isolate and break the warrior, to force him to rely on his own strength alone.Lance pressed on, his boots crunching on the damp cobblestones. He had unleashed every light element skill at his disposal, each one met with an impenetrable wall of g
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