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!attack north 🏴‍☠️ 🐉 

The battlefield roared as the giant snails continued hurling flaming boulders at the South’s castle. But the South was ready.

"Salt launchers, fire!" Caygeon yelled. The cannons unleashed heaps of salt, showering the snails. As the salt hit their slimy bodies, the snails shrieked, slowing their advance.

Overhead, dragons soared, raining fire onto the snails and the enemy infantry. The combined force of the salt and flames brought several snails down.

On the ground, Gambino dueled North soldiers tirelessly. His glowing blue eyes cut through the smoke as he parried and countered, cutting down foes with deadly precision.

Though exhaustion set in, Gambino fought on, determined. The South would not fall.

!attack north 🏴‍☠️🐉

The South had withstood the northern attack, but the losses were heavy. Many soldiers had fallen, and buildings lay in ruins, still smoldering from the assault. Gambino walked through the damaged streets, weary and heartbroken.

He made his way back to the incubation chamber, fearing for his young dragon. As he entered, relief washed over him. Raul sat beside the baby Thundrax, who was safe and calm.

"He's alright," Raul said softly.

Gambino nodded, but the exhaustion of battle finally overtook him. His legs gave out, and he collapsed to the floor, unable to fight the weariness any longer.