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... ives trudged along the rough terrain, their bare feet scraping against stone and dirt, while being surrounded on every side by metallic figures.
Each of those armoured beings held a white staff, resembling a police baton, clutched firmly in their cold, mechanical grip.
They walked in perfect unison, a rhythm that felt unnatural—too precise, too perfect.
Among them, one of the metallic figures turned his head ever so slightly as it only rhythm that did not match with the o ...
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