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... formation with her squad, her breath misting in the cold morning air. Her muscles ached from yesterday’s drills. The scales on her wrists and thighs itched where sweat had dried during the night.
Captain Narim emerged from the barracks, her grey hair catching the early light.
"Morning run. Full gear. Fifteen laps. Move."
No preamble. No warmup. Just orders.
The squad grabbed their packs and started running.
Garrett pushed to the front immediately, his comp ...
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