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... another transport plane from a foreign country slowly descending.
This one was somewhat different, with mottled black scratch marks on its body, swaying as if on the verge of falling apart midair, making one wonder whether it would disintegrate before reaching the ground.
After touching down, a line of men in black suits, composed and seemingly unaffected by the flight mishap, disembarked.
Bulging at the waist or carrying sharp swords, even in formal attire they couldn’t ...
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