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A helmet raised high and hung low

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Yule Onfroi set the last of her Vozhd plate onto an armor stand. “Shame it had to end so soon.. and with these circumstances.” She sighed, turning around, “But I was already planning on taking my leave.” She went off, putting a sword into her sheath before picking up her small son. Once she left, she would have left the Cheloveks behind, going on to do other things with her life.

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