The ogre shattered the young paladin’s shield.
“I felled your father,” he said. “Stripped the armor from his broken body, and forged a sword from the scrap.”
The blade rose high. “Ten thousand hammer strokes beat his soul into this weapon, and enslaved within he shall taste his bloodline’s demise!”
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