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After receieving some medical aid, Kazimierz called his squire Strogomir. They were standing atop large hill with a vast view of the distant battlefield, the place they just had to retreat from. The sky was covered by red glows of devastating fires, the evidence of plundering, trachery and dishonour.
Facing to his squire he said:
It's been two months since we were attacked by Saxonian vultures. Torture and rape was led by Alrik's cruel soldiers. I have seen Lusatian mothers and children embraced in blood. This was the work of this so called Holy barbarians. Alrik wanted to put a revenge on Poland for leaving the Empire, and Prussian case was only a poor pretext. A poor enough to be seen and judged by God and Virgin Mary. This event tore my heart and fueled my anger. I think of my precious woman Niestanka and my two years old daughter, and how much further this war will take me from them. But our duty is clean. We must not fail. Poland must not fall to its enemies! Kyrie eleison!
Then he was looking at the distand lands of western horizon for a long time, until he whispered to his squire again.
The Witch from Green Island is coming, I can feel it...
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