Rob Hendricks

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“In the name of the King of Destruction! Charge!” His soldiers raced with him, cheering and broke upon the startled enemy. Venith rode into them, deep, cutting, slashing, blocking every strike with his shield. He heard a wild sound and realized it was coming from him. He was laughing.
The Last Light (The Wandering Inn, #5)
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