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... of soft, black, and very flameable Bufas fruits were hurled from beyond the fog. Some struck dirt and fizzled. Others burst into sheets of flame, igniting crates, tents, and unfortunate soldiers alike.
Captain Braedon swore as he sprinted along the northern causeway, ducking falling embers. The entire trench line glowed orange, casting twisted shadows that writhed like demons. Screams echoed through the smoke…men screaming not from wounds, but from confusion, fire, and fear.
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