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... oon like a flag of surrender. "We’re running out of bowls! And they won’t stop coming!"
Sol didn’t hesitate. He loosened his grip and hurriedly waded into the mass of bodies.
"Back!" Sol roared, his voice amplified by the lingering resonance of vitality. It wasn’t a shout of panic; it was a bark of absolute command, that cut through the clamor like a thunderclap.
The crowd froze. Heads snapped toward him.
The crowd, startled by the sudden projection of authority f ...
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