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“Was it worth it?” the dwarf asked.

He smiled. “Repack this.”

He spat on a broken warpstone shard.

Sienna unleashed the Fire of Unmaking, but the front rank simply raised shields, let the heat wash over them, and advanced. Kruber swung until his arms screamed, but they just kept stepping into his blade, grinding him down by mass and precision. Kerillian’s arrows found throats, but there were always three more to take the formation slot.

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Bardin helped Saltzpyre to his feet. The keep was in ruins. Half of Helmgart was ash.

Bardin threw a bomb. A gutter runner caught it mid-air and threw it back. “Was it worth it

The five—or four, depending on the hour—had bought the world another ugly, glorious, unoptimized day.