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... mmander. They dropped into their trademark Slavic squats and formed a circle, leaving one spot for their Don Capo. Not wanting to loom over them, Ace crouched too. Using a branch, he scratched three lines in the dirt. Every eye locked on them.
On the left‑most line he drew a "+", then looked around.
"We’re gonna play a coordination game. It has six classes. Any of you ever play an MMO?"
Every bald head shook.
"Course not. First class is the bishop—the healer. He k ...
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