Laraberg
                
              
                            
                    On the rotting battlefield
                
            
                    
    
            
        
    
    
All around him it stank of blood. 
                
                    Young Seun
                
             looked around using just eyeballs, keeping his head still, for if a single enemy were around to see one of the thousands of corpse suddenly arise then they would surely come promptly to finish the job. 
Seun wanted to bad to...
    Seun wanted to bad to...