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... litary fashion.
Ryan, T9’s vice, downed his beer in one loud gulp, crushed the can in his hand like it was nothing, and tossed it to a nearby cleaning bot.
He then barked, "Everyone, fall in!"
The soldiers responded quickly, forming up in two neat rows. Squad No. 7, however, was sluggish, dragging their feet and barely managing to line up.
All eyes zeroed in on Lyra, who stood beside Ryan. Their gazes carried a blend of curiosity, doubt, and straight-up mockery. < ...
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