A fate worse than death

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Preparations were in full swing at the royal camp. Swordsmen, halberdiers and shield bearers trained all day long while the human Craftsmen chopped down tall trees and started crafting siege units. By the end of the week, they had managed to create 5 trebuchets and 10 battering rams. Duke Perlemon always liked to be one step ahead of the enemy and so he made sure that every siege weapon was enchanted by runic inscriptions to protect them from spell damage. Able-bodied men and women were enlisted from the settlement to help operate the massive siege units. Emily had spent the time training outside the camp. She practiced most of her skills on dummies made of haystacks and wood. The memories of the troll attack were still fresh in her mind. This time, she wanted to be prepared for the worst

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