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Shout of thanks to : Tryhardermen for his 4 golden tickets

Caerleon117 for his two golden tickets!

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As the enemy retreated, Antonio couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions coursing through him. Relief washed over him like a soothing wave, and he let out a deep sigh, as if releasing all the tension that had been building within him throughout the battle. He was still alive, still standing on that blood-soaked ground, and it was a feeling of triumph in itself.

The wind brushed against his face, and he welcomed the sensation as if it were a gentle caress from the divine. It was a reminder of the simple pleasures of life that often went unnoticed in the chaos of battle. In that moment, Antonio found himself marveling at the beauty of the world around him—the rustling leaves, the distant song of a bird, and even the earthy scent of the forest floor beneath his feet.