The sound of galloping filled the air.
Clop, clop, clop.
The Black King moved forward at a relaxed pace, and atop it, Ghislain wore an equally composed expression.
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The sound of galloping filled the air.
Clop, clop, clop.
The Black King moved forward at a relaxed pace, and atop it, Ghislain wore an equally composed expression.
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