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... the Marshal’s gaze to the ridge. It took a moment. The Dead Zone’s gray-on-gray palette swallowed everything, but then he caught it.
Two figures at the base of the ridge, splitting apart. One east, one west. Low and fast.
"Any chance they’ll just surrender and walk away?" Revan asked.
"Absolutely not."
’Fuck, ’ Revan cursed inwardly.
They watched for another few seconds. The western figure disappeared behind the ridge’s far slope. The eastern one was ang ...
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