War of the Wizards

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With split-second timing you dodge aside, avoiding the oncoming chariot. It thunders past, and then turns into a skid and crashes. The men inside are thrown screaming into the air. With a grim smile of satisfaction, you return to the army camp. There you see that the Guildsmen, while ready to leave, hesitate before the forest. Sado shrugs with resignation. ‘They are afraid to tread within the eaves of the forest,’ he says.

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