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... them with my nice level two skin and scales?
Yeah, humans don’t have those.
We slept where we had to. It was something called a forced march, a mixture of jogging and marching. Then, at the end of the day, we put up floorless tents, threw our mats on the ground, and ourselves on the mats.
“You complain about very little, Ping.” one of the soldiers said.
“Would complaining remove whatever I would complain about?” I asked.
“Ah-ah. Very true.” Then, in a mor ...
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