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“Alright!” Rhylls clapped his hands after picking the ten men. “Line up boys, we’re going to do a gauntlet!” He smiled as he turned to Ghwyr, trying to see if he understood what that meant.

Obviously, Ghwyr knew nothing about what it meant. He looked back at Rhylls, forehead creased as he tried to get a meaning of what the other halfling meant. He was too preoccupied to even think about what it meant. All he was thinking at that time was how to survive the entire ordeal.

As the other halfling explained to him the rules, his mind roamed elsewhere. After seeing Rhylls chosen men, all he could think about was how to evade their attacks and defeat them without getting too injured. The men Rhylls chose were huge and seemingly powerful men, he doubted that he could last a fight with them upfront.

As he looked at Rhylls again, all he could see was his moving lips, he couldn’t hear anything from him or somehow the world was eerily silent. He could only hear his heart thumping violently in his
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