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Chapter 269 - 69

You nod in agreement. "We have the advantage—let us show them what it means to take arms against the warriors of the Tribe of the Red Bear!"

With a cheer, your warriors pour through the gap in the wall, catching the foe unawares. What follows is brutal and bloody, but in short order, the enemy force is destroyed, and any survivors have scattered into the blizzard.

You regroup in the tower, and though you have lost one hundred and forty of your warriors in the fighting, the strange, fur-clad figures that attacked you have themselves paid greatly for their assault upon your tribe. You look at one of the bodies that lies upon the snow. It is that of a woman, clad in fur and leather from head to foot, though what little exposed flesh you can see looks pale and emaciated.

Her garments are rough in the extreme, held together with nothing more than narrow thongs of what you presume is the dried skin or guts of whatever animals wander the tundra. Her weapon lies near her outstretched hand—it is a simple haft of wood with a sharpened bone driven through one end.

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