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... he still had legs. Which implied, among other things, that he was alive. And conscious. Neither of which he ever expected again. Confusion and concern rushed through his body. What if he had been captured by the enemy? They could torture him and and what? He likely couldnt give up information even if he wanted to. That thought was comforting, but what was even more comforting was a wave of pheromones informing him that everything was safe.
Something came into his eyeline. Another void an ...
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