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King Crowell's face contorted with rage as he paced back and forth in his lavish war room. His generals stood in a rigid line, their faces carefully composed, despite the storm brewing within the monarch.

"General Dennis!" King Crowell spat out the name like a vile curse. "How could you let this happen? My lands are in chaos, my rule is questioned, and my enemies are reveling in our misfortune!"

General Dennis, a tall man with graying hair and a stern countenance, stepped forward and bowed low. "Your Majesty, I deeply regret the recent events. We did not anticipate this level of rebellion. But rest assured, we will quash it swiftly."

King Crowell's eyes bore into General Dennis, his fury unabated. "You had best do so, and quickly, or your head will roll just as easily as those traitors'."

General Cole, a younger and more energetic officer, spoke up, trying to ease the tension. "Your Majesty, I have a plan to retake the city. With your permission, we can put an end to this rebellion on
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