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From the ramparts of the inner wall, Duke Harmatti watched the outer city being ravaged. He grimaced, trembling with a burning turmoil in his mind. He felt an overwhelming urge to collapse as the inside of his head blanked.
"Sigh."
Duke Harmatti exhaled. It was a breath of despair. He staggered, struggling to stay on his feet, and was supported by his adjutant. The shock he suffered was immense, as what he was witnessing was the crumbling of everything he had.
"We must plan for the future, my lord," the adjutant suggested. Duke Harmatti scoffed quietly.
‘If I were to plan a future, where would it even be?'
He kept his thoughts unspoken. He was aware that the battle was not yet over.
'There is nowhere to run.'
He couldn't summon foreign power like the prince had. Who would gladly help a rebel when the rightful heir took back control of the kingdom?
"Secure the inner gate. The battle is not over yet," Duke Harmatti commanded, standing tall. The adjutant nodded in agreement. Knights and soldiers prepared for combat, regrouping their lines.
"The duke is finished."
"Let's just get ready to surrender to the prince," the lower noblemen muttered amongst themselves. They had already lost their will to fight long ago.
"Harmat...
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