It was a beautiful, yet terrifying thing. According to custom, the other dancers let the dashing couple commandthe entire floor. The light was forming into a glowing star. Armed with curved swords and shiny golden pikes, three wingedwarriors stood guard over them, watching their every move.
As the bidding for other men continued, Tyranny walked to the dais. If you fail, they don’t have to know. Prepare to die, mortals. It hasbeen this way since the War of Attrition started.
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