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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.

of two

in her tracks, her eyes darting nervously towards the sound, where flickering flames painted a vivid

attention from the distant firefight to something far

nearly sent Shera

firefight, Shera knelt and secured the insubordinate

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

twist of fate, after just a step or more, she stumbled and fell headlong, as though the very earth beneath her conspired against

pierced the air like a

G E L A ‘s L I B R A

she experienced an

cunning

Be quick! Do you wish to become a captive or a target?” Shera’s reprimand dripped with a