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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.

the fates of two individuals

where flickering flames painted a vivid portrait of a fierce battle. Her trembling hands clenched in suspense as her nerves danced on a

from the distant firefight to something far more important,

earlier, those same blades of grass had nearly sent Shera

move, seizing the moment while Millie remained entranced by the firefight, Shera knelt

hurry! Do you want them to catch you?”

and resumed her forward sprint. But, in a cruel twist of fate, after just a step or more, she stumbled and fell headlong, as though

Millie’s cry of pain pierced the

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the fall was far more brutal than any previous tumbles, as she experienced an agonizing sensation in her belly, akin to

cunning maneuver, Shera glanced

Be quick! Do you wish to become a captive or