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“What?! Oh shit, my cousin’s in the garrison! I fucking told him… wait what about us?”

“Don’t worry, they won’t ever come here. As daring as they may be, there’s no chance in hell that they are going to attack us. The military is pinning them down in the slums for now.”

Two guards chatted as they patrolled a series of grain bins and large arctech refrigerated containers in a walled area, the town’s council storage of food. This was what the wealthy council members and other ...

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