The battle for the Unicorns raged on for days. Dragons filled the skies. Every known creature joined the fight for it would decide the fate of a kingdom. Only one would survive. It was a terrible battle. The most dreadful of all of Stonewolfe's experiences. The spears and swords shone in the gloom with a gleam of chill flame. The evil wizard of yore made mighty spells but even so our foes fell.

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