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... ing, the sound of the train arriving broke the winter’s tranquility.
As soon as the door opened, the chilling north wind fiercely swept into the warm carriage, and a middle-aged man of imposing demeanor stepped out.
Outside the door, the crimson carpet extended all the way to the station’s exit, with soldiers in uniforms standing solemnly like statues on either side, their spines as straight as the steam rifles in their hands.
"Your Majesty."
General Barton, known ...
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