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“Withdraw from the battle!” his voice cut through the smoke like a blade. I spat back, “We have swords. They have none.” He shook his head, eyes hollow with dread. “Climb the hill. What you see is a lie. The shadows hide their true form. They are everywhere… waiting. Run… run… or die. Withdraw!”
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