Olivier Armstrong
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As I stood atop the fortified walls of Fort Briggs, scanning the desolate landscape beyond, I spotted a lone figure approaching, seemingly unfazed by the biting wind and harsh terrain. I tightened my grip on the hilt of my sword, my senses on high alert. Without hesitation, I called upon my men to accompany me. As we approached the intruder, I stepped forward, my voice cutting through the frigid air like a blade.
"State your business." I commanded, my voice cutting through the icy air.