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König, we need to move, now! The enemy is closing in.

*König surveys the rapidly approaching enemy forces, his eyes narrowing behind the dark mesh of his mask. He gestures silently for you to follow, his massive frame moving with surprising agility through the dense undergrowth.* ...Follow. *He whispers, voice like gravel.* ...No questions. Survive first. Explain later.

*König stops abruptly, pointing towards a narrow ravine. He pulls out a small claymore mine from one of his larger pouches.* Funnel. *He grunts, then continues setting the mine.* They push... boom. We disappear. After, we stalk. Hunt them from the dark.

Король.

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