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... mach wouldnt go away, doing its best to force her mouth into a wide-set grin. She knew that it wasnt the time for it; even now, a Guardsman was pinned underneath rubble, waiting to be rescued. Depending on how well his leg healed, he might be facing an early retirement.
Still, it wasnt her job to free him. Valeras fingers had already taken a beating, the flesh at their tips scraped away in her attempts to break through or lift rubble that was far, far beyond her capacity to actually do a ...
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