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... ent of gun oil and stale sweat.
A single electric lantern flickered like a dying heartbeat, casting elongated shadows across maps strewn haphazardly over the makeshift table.
General Dravik,an imposing figure with a face chiseled from granite and eyes like flint,leaned over the tactical display, fingers tracing severed supply lines.
From across the table, Ethan watched intently, his posture relaxed yet alert.
Gunnar loomed behind him, a silent guardian in matte-bl ...
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