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"Enemy attack!"
"Wake up—enemy attack!"
The shouts echoed from the centre of the camp as the Professional officers jolted the militia awake, dragging the camp into frantic motion.
A Silver-ranked man—his body outlined by a faint, weak silvery aura—sprinted toward the signal bell to raise the alarm. But the moment he reached it, his face drained of colour.
The bell had been sabotaged.
The rope had been cut. Even the striker was missing.
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