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... nked and wiped his hands across his face, but still couldn't see.
"Streak?" he called, hearing only a muffled version of his own voice. The pain was relatively minor, as far as Mason getting blown up and nearly killed went.
He could feel a few sharp pulsing wounds that were probably shrapnel. Most of his skin felt raw and slightly burned, particularly his face. But that wasn't so bad. As long as his eyes started healing.
But Streak and Phuong had been just as close to the ...
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