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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: MASTERS OF MASSACRE.
Author: Casmir E. C
"... He who knows what a battlefield is, knows it is the worst place to negotiate with death..."
- Casmir E. C

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"The worst battle to fight is the battle with your own flesh..."-Casmir E.C............................................................."Take the city!" I hear a loud voice cry and then the horn of the Amorites sounds from the top of the walls of Perth, it is my brother Zebedee who blows it.He reaches the top of the wall and slaughters many archers, the others who are left flee in retreat. Some of them fall off the height of the wall voluntarily to their deaths, for it is better to choose an easy death than to face the wrath of gray-eyed Neem warriors and a host of Amorite carnivores.Victory is won ...
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Inside Nineveh, the cradle of civilization.****** NINEVEH TWO YEARS AGO ******I am amazed at the wonders of this great city, the strong yellow walls and the beautiful gardens. It is incredible how these people take their time to create such beautiful gardens which create these scenes of colorful tranquil at street corners of the sunny city.Indeed, Nineveh is the greatest city in the world. A city where kings past and present litter lavish palaces and plantations, a city where slaves from conquered nations come to work and carve majesty out of large stones, a city where nations come to pay tribute of gold, silver, livestock, precious stones and meta
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"... He who knows what a battlefield is, knows it is the worst place to negotiate with death..."- Casmir E. C..****Rain drops and heavy winds are the music that fuel our fury. The ground quakes beneath us. Fire, lava burns the hills far behind us in the midst of the rains, telling us of the wrath of Asure. But our gallant horses ride on, despite them all.We finally arrive the location where our
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I am helpless.I can not stand to my feet as quickly as their horses can reach me.They are about to crush me when a powerful force throws them backwards and away from me so they all crash hard onto a mighty tree.They crash so hard that the tree itself cracks at the strength of the force and falls on them all, soldiers, chariots, and horses alike. Blood splashes like slurps of mud all over the place.Only one horse survives this and it rises and gallops away from the mess.I turn and lo, it is Ameera who out of her cleched fist raises a powerful force such I have never seen before. She wears a black hooded cape and paints her face with black like the Amorites. She no longer wears her white wrapper like an Oracle, she is in all black and looks like the night.She is even more evil than I thought.And she is prepared for the battle?
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The impact of a sound slap leads me back to consciousness!"Wake up you red eyed chicken!" Zebedee cusses holding me up; "for we are under attack!"I still feel a bit dizzy and drowsy, I do not fully comprehend what he says but then he lands another resounding slap on my cheek."Babylon is here!" ... And then my spirit jumps into my body!"Babylon! How?""Ask the gods when you meet them, grab a sword and follow me!" he instructs me and takes off.I get up in the quickest possible time and run after him as we race towards the encampment of the Amorites, but then I begin to remember the previous events.Simchin is gone and somehow I find myself lying unconscious on the outskirts of the camp.How long have I been unconscious for that I have to be thrown out of camp?How come my brother Zebedee is back so soon? Does he kno
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