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... ep when the spiders arrived.
Whether by design or blundering, I awoke on my back, my cot atop me, wrapped in my blankets. I let out a prolonged grunt of disapproval.
“Don your armor!” someone was shouting in a woman’s voice. “Face the west side of the tent in case they get to us.”
I struggled to get disentangled from my bedware.
“Left face, Ayya. West is THAT wall.” Corporal Drikt sighed. She blinked at me. “Omnifex. Get. Up.”
“This is not a drill.” Tigrin ...
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