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On the border of Deo not far from the small town, a light drizzle still fell, the rain not intense enough to wash away the smell of blood in the air. This scent reminded Stark of the days when he was kidnapped to Afghanistan.
On his first day there, the group of terrorists had decapitated someone, and the scene was a river of blood, just like it is now.
But for Steve, the smell of blood was familiar, so he snapped out of that daze first. He raised his shiel ...
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