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August 27- The sounds of people trying to break through my temple doors while I just stare out and enjoy the people fight to be the first in. Watching the rogues assassinate the weak bombers. It doesn't really matter anyways. Their bombs are too small and weak to break through my shielded doors, so while I wait for at least a hole in the doors,I practice throwing my spear and shield the arrows getting shot from my maids. It'll help my maids accuracy since they also help me fight when there are too many people. "BAANG" shrapnels shoot out from the door and a smile rises from my face. I think to myself,"The floors could use some red paint cant it?" I lunge over to the puny people and throw my spear over and over again at each and every one of them. My archers are shooting from behind, killing the rogues that try to assassinate me.