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... cabre spectacle was over.
At last, Dylan decided to leave his perch. He leapt from the tree without a word, boots slipping on the wet grass. The others followed. One to the east, the other to the west.
Each descended at their own pace, but all eventually converged.
A human triangle slowly closing in on the charnel pit.
At the center, the remains of a massacre. Twisted bodies. Blackened blood. Flesh half-torn. And in the midst of it all... the grey orc. Still uprig ...
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