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He barely noticed Bradford grimace, his snout twitching into a snarl of his own. We lost more than we should have, still lose more than we should, because some high lord in his grand estate has been taught since his mother weaned him that battles are fought in particular ways, and nobody dares question it. The brief flare of light faded from his eyes. Then we got word of a Nice Jesus Is My Spotter Vintage Shirt. We had just pushed the elves out of what used to be the city of Vashon. They had been there for months, and nothing was left. Not even ruins. His vision blurred, and he could see nothing but the mutilated bodies of his brother and youngest sister, smell the blackened flesh of his mother. Until a hand on his shoulder brought him back.

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