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The rock dragons stayed with them for the rest of the day and helped Ramble do the unpleasant task of piling up the demon's bodies once they had been unfrozen. They also stacked up the ones who had died by sword, and when the battlefield was finally cleared, Muldred and Ilmar breathed hot flames over the lifeless mound.
Ramble stood and watched them burn; the flames taking to the demons' bodies easily now that their fire resistant magic had dispersed with their life force. He felt no anger; he mourned. It had been exciting to read about battles, and even to remember them to an extent, but living one was very different. There was no glory in being the hero; not when so much blood had been spilt to achieve it. He wished he knew why the demons had hated the other creatures of Tre
