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Marcus, deeply concerned, agreed. “Indeed. They seem to be tracking us, and we can’t shake them off.”

“We need to understand why, or we’ll remain at a disadvantage,” Trenton noted, as the enemy’s footsteps grew louder.

Marcus murmured a hypothesis. “One of us has been tracked; that’s how they’re trailing us.”

Trenton, echoing Marcus’s suspicion, questioned, “But who could it be?”

Marcus, casting a glance toward the direction Millie and Shera had taken, had a sudden revelation.

Suddenly, a barrage of bullets rained down upon them, scattering shrapnel in every direction. Marcus and Trenton, like characters in a gritty war novel, instinctively dove for cover to shield themselves from the deadly storm.

Seizing the brief respite granted by their enemies’ reloading, Marcus sprang into action with lightning speed. His bullet found its mark, tearing through one man’s chest and continuing its deadly trajectory to pierce the heart of the unfortunate soul standing behind him.

and the fates of two

sound, where flickering flames painted a

from the distant firefight to something far more important, like Millie’s flat belly and the humble

nearly sent Shera stumbling. The thought of them causing Millie’s fall made her

a calculated move, seizing the moment while Millie remained entranced by the firefight, Shera knelt and secured

Do you want them to catch you?” Shera urged with an undertone of urgency befitting

conflict and resumed her forward sprint. But, in a cruel twist of fate,

Millie’s cry of pain pierced the air like a

A ‘s L I B

as she experienced

with her cunning

wish to become