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The wave came crashing down on the heavy armour-clad Templars, dousing their flaming swords and dragging the many unlucky ones into their silent, watery graves.
The curly, black haired Equilibrium awaited the next line of fanatics to try and enter Fortheart via the Grand River Bridge. Water swirled around her left arm.
‘The North Gate has fallen!’ a bloodied soldier shouted. ‘They’re going for The Temple!’
With fear in her eyes, The Equilibrium sprinted to the Temple of the Water Lillies.
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The jet of water crushed a Templar against one of the great columns.
Her followers laid burned or dying in pools of blood but The Equilibrium forced herself onwards to the Scriptorium.
Amidst the scattered books and toppled desks, she found her worst fear: the skewered corpses of three children, one barely the age of two, and the burned body of a man trying to protect them.
The two Templars in the room only heard a scream and a snap of fingers, and they themselves burst into flames.
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