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... eathered cottage in the village center—once the main hall, now their last refuge.
They had spent the day constructing savage wooden fences with razor-sharp edges and building makeshift catapults to hurl stones at distant targets. Though primitive, Lucien found himself impressed.
Seeing so many huddled at the gate, one might think they had all surrendered to despair and chosen to flee, scavenging for scraps within the Federation’s walls.
However, more people were fighting ...
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