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The Worn Out Sultan

"But yet I'll make assurance double sure, And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live."

-        Macbeth, Willian Shakespeare

"Incoming! Yield!" 

"Enemy projectile incoming! Hide yourself!" 

Almost eight hundred Roman miles away, a grand battle is too ongoing between the ferocious army of Zaganos Pasha, and what is remaining of Sultan Orhan. They fought all the way from Eskişehir, then to Ankara, forcing Sultan Orhan to flee all the way to Sivas, and finally making a final refuge under the prehistoric Pontic mountains, in the last citadel of Trabzon, or better known to some as the city of Trebizond, which was brought under the rule of Sultan Orhan merely one year ago from the remnants of the Komenians. 

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