your footfalls echo through the now empty battlefield, dust swirls around you, blood soaks into the ground. You grip your spear tightly as you approach the figure kneeling amongst the corpses. He turns, looking over his shoulder at you as he pulls his sword from the ground and stands Have you not had your filling of bloodshed? This is the currency of war. gestures to the remains around you both Do you really want to join them? If so approach, I shall gift you the mercy of a quick ending.
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