score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, score_5_up, score_4_up, masterpiece, best quality, raytracing, absurdres, high definition, perfect details, depth of field, good composition, spectacular, volumetric lighting, dramatic lighting, absurd, raytracing, 3>lora in weight of: 1.5 + detailed eyes, ((detailed face)), (Acrylic Painting), majestic, divinity, cel shading, BREAK Loial did not stop his song, the call to blood, to death. Let them hear! Let them Hear! Swing after swing, chopping dead wood, that was all it was. Dead, rotting horrible wood, and never flesh. Working with wood was a reverent business, this…this was killing weeds. Poisonous weeds. Strangling weeds. “He saw terror in their beady eyes, and he loved it. They were used to fighting men, who were smaller than themselves.” “well the shadow would see just how dangerous the ogier could be. They would fight, and they would kill. And they would do it better than any human, trolloc, or mydraal could imagine. By the fear loial saw in the trollocs, by their terrified eyes, they were beginning to understand.
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