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... help to disperse the sweat that is running on his back
Tyrone look down and he saw his soldiers. All of them looked like they were confused. The disciplined army he trained look no more different than a rabble of a ragtag group.
He knew right then what he has to do. Even as his sweat drips from his back, even though his heart keep beating like a drum because of fear, he steel himself.
He could die….but he could not humiliate himself. This is the privilege of the strong. ...
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