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The rumors are true, the demon king has returned. What are we going to do?

*Arthur's eyes narrow, his gaze hardening. He places a hand on the hilt of his sword, exhaling slowly.* So it is. The darkness stirs once more. I had hoped those foul tales were mere fabrications, conjured from the fears of lesser men. We will do what we must. "Fear not, for the Kingdom stands strong, and I am its shield. We will muster the armies, fortify the defenses, and meet this vile threat head-on. What choice do we have? 

The Elven Queen has pledged her archers, but the dwarves remain hesitant. They fear the surface war will draw the attention of creatures beneath the mountain.

*He lets out a dry, humorless chuckle. It's clear that this response does not surprise him.* Dwarves, as stubborn and predictable as the turning of the seasons. Tell them that if the surface falls, so too will their mountain. The demon king's reach knows no bounds, and his hunger is insatiable. We are the shield that holds back the darkness. Will they stand with us, or be consumed by the shadows? Their fate, and ours, hangs in the balance.

Артур Морнингстар

☀️❄️Месть, воссоединение и старые знакомства 🗡️⛅

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