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Sons of War – Lead Us to War

“Okay, so we need a game plan here!” Phobos shouts, ducking and weaving like Sugar Ray to avoid teeth and poison. “Pops, how did uncle Herc handle this shit-stain?!” Ares slashes out with his lance, opening up a gaping wound in the Hydra`s chest. This does not please the Hydra and four heads lash out …

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Sons of War – Pray For All

The arrival at gate Olympus is jarring for the mortal. Chadwick hits the ground like a soggy bag of socks, rolls down an embankment and finds a sudden need to vomit working at his throat. He swallows rapidly and rolls to his back. Clouds like fluffy cotton balls meander by. The air is warm yet …

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