| Blood and Roses [499 BCE, Naxos] (tag: Enyo) |
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The battle had ended. At least for the moment. Each side was tending their wounded and counting their dead. Nergal was confident that each general would exaggerate those numbers in any reports that they made. Less dead of their own, more dead from the enemy’s ranks. He was rather amused at the way mortals determined who won the wars. They were so limited in their vision. They saw only land gained as a sign of victory. For the Beast of War, it was not the numbers or borders that he cared about. It was the war itself. ( The war and the blood )
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