The sun ascended high in the sky, its brilliant rays casting a radiant glow upon the landscape below. The warmth and intensity of its light illuminated the soldiers assembled on the battlefield, creating a stark contrast between shadow and brilliance. The play of sunlight added an ethereal quality to the scene. As the rays extended downward, they touched the armor and weapons of the warriors, gleaming and reflecting the sunlight like shards of molten gold. The atmosphere was charged with the energy of a new day, promising both challenge and opportunity on the battlefield.Just like the hand of death caressed their skin , so did that of greed that continued to stroke thier minds and guide their actions
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