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... a few tendrils of dark clouds drifted over, stemming from mountains of thunderclouds looming in from the horizon.
“PICK UP THE PACE!” The voice that had plagued Masir’s life ever since he had been captured by Nest bellowed out with force. The Versian sergeant marched down through the trenches and fortifications built just five kilometres from Ocra.
Before Masir could even react, a heavy-handed slap from the sergeant smacked him in the helmet, the dull shock rattling his head slig ...
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