TWENTY-NINE - THE BATTLE ON THE PLAIN
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t a sudden movement among ts. ting out at someting in the air.
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quot;t platoon of Asriels riflemen...”
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a spotted eeto spring.
t giving an incoils of an invisible net, snarling, rying to reaco ing al nausea.
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ts clambered out of till in t. to fear anymore, and t ters, grappling and ling and tearing at t see at all.
tly, spectral combat. ill made , brandisers before.
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it rise, just a bank of earted by sry te.
tern , riven ops dra in titude oo, on ted: macing brigir s draing.
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