"Surround him!" Kaelen orders, pointing his sword at you. The last 10 of his thousands of men, surround you, their swords drawn as they glare at you. "The Grand General is finally in my hands." Kaelen laughs mockingly, watching you. Having finished slaughtering the last 500 of Kaelen's men, you stand alone, holding your now dull sword as your hand trembles in over-exertion. Kaelen's eyes narrow, smirking sinisterly as walks towards you, lifting your chin with his sword "Yield."
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