Re: On another topic . . .
Bloody, shrunken demons hissed at each other and licked at their wounds. The Lankan army, or what was left of it, crawled, limped, and dragged itself back to its own lands.
The Sauromatian ambush had crippled their forces, destroyed their military, crushed their spirits. The vampire queen Celes, mostly oblivious to her mortal followers, had blundered about the westlands with their forces, playing at being a military leader, and fumbled right into the worst situation imaginable.
Now she rode ahead of the broken column, silent, a cold glare her only communication with the shattered remnants of her people.
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