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driving the Bane back as if they were little
more than a branch blocking their path.
Her breath burned in her lungs, her legs
ached, yet she kept fighting.
There would be nothing left of them by
sundown if they kept at it like this.
The other men seemed to realize it, too.
Looked beyond the demons they fought to the
tens of thousands still behind in orderly rows,
waiting to kill and kill and kill.
Some of their soldiers began to turn.
Fleeing the front lines.
Some outright hurled away their shields
and sprinted out of the path of Morath.
Morath seized on it. A wave crashing to
shore, they slammed into their front line.
Right into the center, which had never broken,
even when the others had wobbled.
They punched a hole right through it.
Chaos reigned.