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Alba DomitaDuel for domination - duel for supremacybrothers versus brothers - to spare the ancient blood two silent armies - the bitter fate six swords of fury - warlords of rage Ut primum statim concorsu increpuere arma micantesque fulsere gladii horror ingens spectantes perstringit et neuro inclinata spe torpebat vox et spiritus Horatius lost his brothers - now he's an army of one anger poisons his veins - he's moved by Mars first one falls on the first hit - second one in a while third one knows he's defeated - didn't even eight Duos fratrum manibus dedi, tertium causae belli huiusce ut Romanus Albano imperet dabo male sustinenti arma gladium superne iugulo defigit, iacentem spoliam |