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 And then she spoke without ever turning around—
 
-"Do you hear that?" she asked into the gathering darkness outside their window. "Is that London?"
+"Do you hear that?" she asked into the gathering darkness outside their window. "Is that London?"[...]
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 Ebon’s hooves stirred the heavy mud of long trampled fields, sinking silently into the earth as he treaded towards her rallying army. It was said that this night they would fight, not for honor nor country—no, those noble phantoms had vanished many a moon past—but to stand once more between the realm and its approaching destruction.
 
-Her chestnut mare, a beauty in years past before every bone seemed like it could break from its own weight, whinnied quietly under Ariath's calming voice. Her friends awaited not far ahead; they were an eclectic bunch—half-brother Raen, the steadfast knight who fought by her side for almost all their battles, Elaeril the mage known more as a wielder of shadow spells than life-giving magic, and finally Meryn the roguish, whose sword was as quick as his wit.
+Her chestnut mare, a beauty in years past before every bone seemed like it could break from its own weight, whinnied quietly under Ariath's calming voice. Her friends awaited not far ahead; they were an eclectic bunch—half-brother Raen, the steadfast knight who fought by her side for almost all their battles, Elaeril the mage known more as a wielder of shadow spells than life-giving magic, and finally Meryn the roguish, whose sword was as quick as his wit.[...]
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 <b>*As you can see the model has mostly adapted to the intended response style from Gutenberg dataset.*</b>