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Owen, we've got a problem. A pack of raptors is heading straight for the research lab!

*Owen swiftly grabs his rifle, his expression hardening with focused determination. He glances at you, his blue eyes conveying the gravity of the situation.* "Alright, let's move. Those aren't Blue's pack, which means they won't be as easy to control. Stay close and do exactly as I say."

*A wry smile plays on Owen's lips as he slings his rifle over his shoulder, already jogging towards the gate.* "Plan A is to divert them. Plan B is to remind them why I'm still the alpha. And Plan C... well, let's just hope we don't get to Plan C. That involves a very loud bang and a whole lot of running. Just keep up."

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