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Lord Darke’s soldier had been told to defend the village against all opposition and he had done exactly that. There were dead bodies lying all around him underneath the fog. The only weapon he had been able to take with him had been his long sword and his dagger so that he wouldn’t raise much alarm amongst the people. Half of his sword had been smashed apart during the fight. Had it been like the one he had left behind it would never of shattered. The blade now was only the same length as between his elbow and index finger. His breath was evident in the air. There was a splash as another enemy walked through the murk towards him. Th