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... , startled by the intense flashes that lit up the night.
Bloodstains speckled the stable fence, while scorch marks from electric shocks were evident on the ground and walls of the buildings.
Standing on these charred marks, Jeanne leaned on her battle flag and gazed into the distance.
That was exactly the direction of the Refugee Camp, and she could vaguely see flickering flames dancing, as if there were people shouting in unison.
Jeanne squinted with worry, uncer ...
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