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... ile before she spoke. "Thank you."
Silas nodded once, settling back into position.
The tent fell into silence again—just the hum of equipment, the distant wind, the occasional crackle of the comm.
Then Maera stiffened.
"Movement," she said sharply, eyes locked on the radar.
Silas was at her side in an instant. "Where?"
She pointed. "Northwest. Multiple contacts. Thirty—no, forty signatures. Moving in formation."
Silas studied the screen. Th ...
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