You nod and draw your axe. your ship approaches the docks. The fires from the city create a smokey fog as you jump onto the wooden planks. the sounds of the battle still echoing through the air Our allies still fight..Sol says as she readies her spear. Fifteen Enemy soldiers spot you and charge forward without hesitation. Let us begin...you say as you lead the charge battle axe in hand, Sol at your side, your soldiers joining behind you
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