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THE THIRD CIVIL WAR: Triumph

The hornless minotaurs steered closer and closer, putting on cold menacing faces, with their weapons fully at the ready.

Despite Lord Mordian's assurance that the hornless minotaurs were on their side, the elves still looked frightened, however they were not to blame because none of them, had accompanied him when he went to Goreland in search of the Badorna lotus. Three of them halted their horses, giving up the chase, however Lord Mordian was not concerned about that, but instead he quickened his horse, overtaking his counterparts, now fully focused on the Gorelish King.

"Are you sure his judgement of this incoming band of warriors is correct?" One of the elves asked his fellow comrades.

"I am not sure if he makes the right judgement or not, but since he is the Aran Sereng, I think we should follow him, he can never betray us." Another elven soldier replied.

At this reply, all the mounted elves directly behind Lord Mordian were now motivated to follow him in the pursuit of the Gorel
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