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- A blow glanced off his helm and hammered into his pauldron.
- ...
- Like a band of cornered wolves they ravaged and butchered all that stirred in reach, hostile blows ringing from their harness as they gave up the ground they’d won and shuffled back through the flames toward the line, their footing unsteady on the smoldering mattress of the mutilated and slain.
- -TR, pg. 348-350
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