The Minervan Owls, a unit of sharpshooters thought of as ghosts, rumours upon the battlefield. Tales tell of their glowing eyes looming still upon the horizon, then as swift as an owl snatches it's pray has the shot too been taken and any witnesses silenced. Guided by the goddess of wisdom Minerva do these skilled gunners know where to let fly their justice, each shot soars upon the wind like the wing's of an owl.
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