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The Knight Of Euphemia

"She is the progeny of the devil." The final blow was laid down. A sword through his heart. Followers of hell had slayed the Knight. "A prophet, I am not. But I shall curse this land, which dared to deprive us of our bond. He shall honor my promise, and he shall bring the rot to your land. Not for my selfish will, but for the eradication of true evil." With the corpse of her beloved in her embrace, Euphemia was sealed forever. As the dust settled, a new dawn emerged. 'The Immortal Land Of Euphemia. A place that refuses to wither down even after several millenniums of prosperity. Kingdoms have come and gone, but none of them carried the strength and Valor of the holy land, protected by the will of the warrior goddess Astarte.'

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Corpse Ritual

While rushing out towards the exit of the building, they found that the remaining 10 knights that were standing on guard had disappeared.

"These people are harmless if you fight them one-on-one. Don't try to fight multiple enemies at the same time."

They had to be in the mine. But Latham was ready to sacrifice himself just to buy some time. There had to be something bigger going on.

'The mines.'

Walking out of the building, she took a turn towards the entrance of the mine.

"Norman!"

She called out his name. He nudged the brown horse with its nose.

"Neigh!"

Commanding the horses to move forward, Norman rushed in their direction with his sidekicks in tow. It was like an alpha beast galloping with an unmatched intensity.

It arrived at her side and slowed down to match her pace.

'This one.'

She leaped upwards and grabbed a black bag from his back.

"Slow down, and halt!"

Landing on the ground, she pulled out two round shields and handed them to both of her disciples.

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