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'One more lays dead at our feet, my brothers!' A company of some thirteen armoured men stood at the foot of the dragon corpse. They looked on with a combined anticipation, each of their expectant faces trained eagerly on the man who now paced the length of the creature's motionless spine with jubilant ease. 'Another treacherous beast is slain by our hands!' Baronur threw his arms wide as he addressed his men triumphantly from atop his latest kill. His usual deep and foreboding voice was now laced with the unmistakable high-spirited mirth of victory. He crossed the dragon's body and with great strength pulled out the gleaming sword that he h