CONVERGENCE

Approximately eight hundred men were gathered, their weary and travel-worn appearances made evident the trials they had endured.

Some of them leaned on makeshift crutches, while others bore bandages that wrapped around their limbs.

The ravages of battle and a treacherous journey were evident in their exhausted expressions and tattered clothing.

Lord Mordian's heart swelled with a mixture of emotions as he walked among the soldiers, his gaze locking onto theirs.

Each soldier carried a story of survival, each face a reflection of their shared determination to reach the prodloust gates against all odds.

The courtyard was a tableau of resilience, an evidence of the human spirit's capacity to endure.

Lord Mordian moved among the soldiers, his gaze steady as he took in the scene before him.

Their faces were etched with exhaustion, their eyes carrying a mixture of relief and weariness.

Some of the soldiers were bruised and battered, their faces smeared with dirt and sweat, their armor d
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