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Gone were the endless lines of soldiers stretching from wall to horizon. Instead, only a fraction of the host assembled in the courtyard of the arena: SS-ranked veterans whose names carried weight like storms, handpicked S-ranked squads whose confidence was written in the steadiness of their steps, and a handful of volunteers who had stood forward even as others lowered their heads.
No horns blared, no fanfare accompanied their march. This was not a spectacle for morale. It was a bl ...
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