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"You did good, Mari." A matured, male voice spoke out. His tone was soft, welcoming, but oozing with cryptid dread.
"I know I did. Those Jalozians have been hawking all the merits, and they've killed too many generals too. I, at least, couldn't let them kill another general." Mari replied with a stiff, curt voice.
The night was mature. And the darkness the night always brought had already taken over the entirety of the Levarian camps.
The attack from the ninth Orcan general had been quelled earlier in the day thanks to the brave effort of General Varlen of the Jalozian Army, and the enigmatic mercenary K.
Yes, that was what happened during the day. But, during the night, the Levarian Generals' Alliance had arranged a meeting in their usual camp. All without inviting Varlen.
"Yes. We have to find a way to distribute the merits evenly amongst all the Empires and Kingdoms in the Alliance.." the matured voice spoke again.
