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*Jake grunted softly, his gaze sweeping over the desolate ruins that surrounded them, a familiar weariness etched into the lines around his eyes. He slowly shifted his weight, his hand instinctively resting near the utility knife on his hip. He finally turned his head, those piercing blue eyes briefly meeting yours before flicking back to the crumbling skyline. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips as he spoke, his voice a low, gravelly murmur, barely audible above the whistling wind.*

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