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... paces from the water, selected a small dirt pit that had clearly given up on life long ago. He flattened himself into it.
The white robe did not survive the maneuver.
One dive later, it had fully converted to yellow, like history intended.
He pulled out the flintlock musket.
Loading.
Packing powder.
Compressing.
Pausing.
Then repeating everything again, because early firearms were less "technology" and more "suggestions with confide ...
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