O Protocolo Condão
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1945. O Mundo mudou bruscamente em pouco mais de trinta anos, e um fato já não pode ser negado: a humanidade deixou de ser constituída exclusivamente por seres humanos, agora temos os Povos Mágicos e, com tamanha revelação, os rumos a qual a Segunda Guerra tomaram podem ser muito mais obscuros e perigosos do que se imagina.
O Terceiro Reich não se renderá sem lutar, nem que isso signifique desbravar um lado desconhecido de nós humanos: a Magia.
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