Doom! Doom! Doom! The rhythmic reverberations of the Wasak battle drums rumbled down the valley gorge, ominously, inexorably, careening towards the tensely waiting Mahryn defenders holding fast in their final stand. For good or ill, the war's end would be decided today. Thus, the epic climax of the Mahryn insurrection builds to a fevered pitch. Driven by brutal enslavement and the horrors of despotic authoritarianism, forged by the fire of righteous rage, Adira knew she had created this moment. She was the cause. The mythical resurrector who had raised up her nation in a ferocious fight for freedom. Looking out upon the Wasak horde, the immense army of her enemy, Adira anguished. Could they possibly win against such overwhelming force? In the end, would all of the death and destruction she had brought about been worth it? Adira knew the answer. Soon, she stormed, her fury catching fire, soon they all would know

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