As the deep, frigid night fell upon the blizzard-worn ice, the dark monsters arose to commence their assault. Wyrwa hoisted her lance high, defiantly eyeing her onrushing foes. "Even the mindless can be exhausting to fight," she muttered with a smirk. When the sun finally appeared over the horizon, it would reveal the ebony corpses of evil buried in the ivory snow.
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