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... ebrows furrowed, and his expression was as severe as steel. "This will be our final meeting on Korhal IV. It’s been exactly 48 standard Earth hours since the last expedition fleet broke free from the star’s gravitational pull."
Angus swept his eyes around the room and gave a respectful nod to the assembled officials and officers. "This isn’t a session of the Korhal Senate. I’ve called you, the generals of the Revolutionary Army, not to debate some dull motion, but to deliver bad news to ...
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