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			<title>I. Chapter One </title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Sir, order the retreat.&amp;rdquo; said a panicky voice. &amp;ldquo;No army of mine will run when we have land to protect wewill fight till we die Elgorian.&amp;rdquo; said the elven commander Elyk. &amp;ldquo;But sir!&amp;rdquo; quivered Elgorian.&amp;ldquo;I SAID WE SHALL FIGHT!&amp;rdquo; bellowed E..</description>
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			<description>&amp;ldquo;Sir, order the retreat.&amp;rdquo; said a panicky voice. &amp;ldquo;No army of mine will run when we have land to protect wewill fight till we die Elgorian.&amp;rdquo; said the elven commander Elyk. &amp;ldquo;But sir!&amp;rdquo; quivered Elgorian.&amp;ldquo;I SAID WE SHALL FIGHT!&amp;rdquo; bellowed E..</description>
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