Sylvia pov
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I bit my nail. Days… weeks… maybe even a month. Who knew at this point. All that anyone knew was that the countless beginner villages, even cities guarded by the combined might of a small military segment were culled and burned to the ground.
Their people hunted to the last man and their buildings burned. Of course the loot was taken and used to construct a greater defense to our own city.
"Ma'am?" A knock echoed on the door. I nodded my head and gave a tiny shout.
"Enter."
She did. The small woman carried a tray of documents. Ranging from the paychecks of various employees, progress reports from their supervisors and requests for raises and positions. However the most important among them was on the bottom.
