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i crossed blades with the mightiest warriors of the golden age. i witnessed with sorrow the schism that led to the passing of legends. now my sword hangs in its scabbard, with nothing but memories to keep it warm.
Ah, so we see that Yavannas and Guhyakas do turn and flee when faced with real warriors.
There is a horde of warrior maidens forming in the mountains to the West. I suggest Kailasa take its dancing shoes and retreat across the water before they see what shrews Ulmish women can be!