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Sanguinarium

Carl lashed his armor, piece by piece, and made his way down Triumph Hall. He
rested the tip of his blade over the heart of the statue of Baash. He did not ask
of the God of War, but rather vowed to him; he vowed to shed the blood of his
enemies, vowed to send their souls to Baash.

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