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... s?" a soldier demanded, eyeing Ram’s team, whose attire didn’t match the local troops.
Before he could press further, the fight erupted.
It was a slaughter.
Ram’s team, at the cost of five wounded and one dead, wiped out all of Saif’s soldiers in the square.
Saif stood frozen, mouth agape, as Satan, Ram, and their men strode toward him. Glancing at the bodies littering the ground, he doubled over, vomiting.
Ram raised an eyebrow. "No way—Gaddafi’s son hasn ...
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