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... 20. For him, every second teetered on the edge of death.
RUMMMMBLE!!
A careless sweep from a blind Company member—
KRAKABOOM!
—or even a passing blow from a Horn Tribe warrior—
THUD... BOOOOM!
—could end him instantly. That was his reality.
Because of that, lower-level players like him didn't join the front lines.
Their job was support—resupply, disruption.
They stayed just outside the main battleground in Swansea. That poti ...
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