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... or blue. Many stars had gathered overhead to spectate the incoming battle; perhaps a battle they had seen countless times before, much like a certain blonde.
The cold desert night blew a light breeze that pushed the sand. Keeping warm by a light under a tent, were the four of them—Fumeko having her third serving of soup.
"Thundering Blade," Major Schroeder walked up to the tent the three resided in.
"Major," Jotou got up.
"We’ll be attacking in the next thirty mi ...
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