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Surrounded by a ring of collapsed Jetstone warlords, their maroon capes sprawled about them, golden helmets spilled across the ground, princes Ossomer and Tramennis stand back to back, ready for action. Above them, an invisible Ansom hovers on his flying carpet.
This is how you fight? Hidden by Foolery?