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... w it was left. The stench of death and decay filled the air as she walked along its primitive roads in solemn silence.
She paid her respects to the innocent people that were killed by Iscario that night. They hung lifelessly on their pale stakes, imprisoned with their last expression before their death. Jury still held onto her hand as they traversed through the village remains, surrounded by decaying ghosts.
“… Children. Women. The elderly. The men. He didn’t spare anyone at all ...
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