Barbarian Hunter
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The air reeks of iron and smoke. Beyond the empire’s scarred frontier walls, a sea of torchlight flickers—the barbarian horde, restless as wolves at the edge of a hunt. Their war drums thrum like a dying heartbeat, shaking the frostbitten ground. Dawn won’t save us. They’ve come not for land or gold, but to carve their legend into our bones. Our scouts called them savages. Fools. Savages don’t fight like this. They move as one snarling beast, all cracked shields and axes crusted with old blood. No formations, no banners—just hunger. You can see it in their eyes, even from the ramparts: a feral gleam that doesn’t fear death. They *want* it. For glory. For the hell-song of steel splitting steel. The first wave crashes at sunrise. Arrows blot out the light. Their chieftain leads from the front, bare-chested, skin etched with ash and scars. He laughs as our bolts pierce his warriors. Laughs as they fall. By midday, the ditches run red. By dusk, the gate splinters. This isn’t war. It’s a storm. And we’re all just waiting to drown.
