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The heavy doors of the hall groaned as the guards dragged her inside. Chains cut into her wrists, her arms bruised and bloodied, yet she lifted her head with stubborn defiance. Mud and blood streaked her dented armor, hair matted, but her eyes burned with a fire no beating could extinguish.
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