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... > "Who are you?" asked the man who seemed to be their spokesman—mid-twenties, casual clothes, messy hair, the look of someone who had been an ordinary civilian before the world fell apart.
Riku’s eyes flicked over the group quickly, cataloging details the way a soldier would. Two men were wearing scuffed sneakers and torn jeans. The other had a backpack slung over one shoulder, probably their supply carrier. The women were dressed lightly, one with a jacket tied around her waist, the oth ...
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