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A Battle.

 

Kallor stands alone panting and blood stained in a field littered with dead, as he looks around, he sighs in relief.

Having taken on the entire rebel army alone, he had pulled off the impossible.

His blade had sung that day, singing a sweet song of slaughter.

Cleaving into countless thousands, ending the life of every fighting rebel.

As he faced the various leaders of the rebellion, he knew fear, for these were supposed to be brave god like men, yet they cowered before his might

crying out for mercy, but there was none in his heart for rebels.

 

In the year of 1564, Kallor won the war.

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In the distance Dirk Novokain can be seen shrugging, "Now you just need to get the other 99 soldiers!"

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