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Masuro
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Gangneung, South Korea
Nov 2000
time: 14:35
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The sun rose in the east, silhouetting Conan standing straight up in his saddle with his sword raised. When the walls of Hlobane were bathed in the fiery rays of the early morning sun, he swung his sword downwards and shouted, ¡°First Catapults, fire!!¡± The catapults lifting the stones in the air groaned, ¡°We have passed judgement.¡± The boulders streaking across the sky screamed, ¡°We find you guilty!¡± And the thuds and crashes of the boulders inside the city pronounced, ¡°Your punishment is Doom.¡± The screams and shouts from within answered, ¡°Why must it be so?¡± Conan raised his sword again and brought it down. The Second Catapults also brought doom upon the people of Hlobane. Guilty or innocent, the rocks falling on their city brought death equally to everyone like the angels of the Hebrews. Up came the sword again, and when it fell archers released their arrows into the city where they pierced shield, bone, shutter, and flesh. This was kept up for an hour and when it stopped there was no sound from inside the city. Before any more orders could be given, the gates of Hlobane opened and one man, bloody and limping, walked to Conan and looked up at him with dead eyes. ¡°Please stop¡± was all he said, and collapsed on the ground.
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07-05-2004 13:31
indeed
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