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Chapter 18: Fenrir’s Maw
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... ooded behind its timber palisades, believing wooden walls could protect them from the storm to come.
But they were deceived.
Ívarr had seen the truth with his own eyes. This was not war; it was annihilation. The host that approached was not of mortal men, but of monsters born from fire and frost, carved from nightmare.
He rested against the palisade where he had sat for hours since his broken army limped back to the city. Blood crusted his torn cloak, and soot blackened h ...
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