"Draconians, hear me. Leave none alive!"
With that final order, Jared cast judgment on the field.
Roars shook the gorge. A single feral word followed. "Kill!"
Morale blazing, the Draconian army surged forward like a living tide, chasing the headless flock of enemies in every direction. The result was slaughter, pure and lopsided.
Half an hour later, Nullrift Gorge lay silent, the ground wet and the air still.
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