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A fight for another day.
The tension in the air was palpable as Amelia and Dimitri regrouped with their warriors after the close encounter with Cyrus’s forces. They had planned on resistance, but not the number of rogues posted along DruitGuard's borders were more than what they had planned for. Clear enough; more would be needed if they were to reclaim their territory. In the center of the camp, Dimitri gathered his warriors and, with an unyielding expression in his hard eyes. "We cannot affront Cyrus anymore. What we believed to be his weak point proved to be far stronger, and day-by-day his forces increase. We shall need more men in order for us to defeat him.” Amelia took another step forward, nodding in agreement. "Our alliance with Acer Pack has strengthened us, but it's clear that even this may not be
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