FORTY FOUR

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FORTY FOUR DRAGOMIR LIFTED off from the overcrowded Metropolis, as the electricity surged again below him. The local humans had recovered their energy grid with predicted resilience. The stench of them rose to the upper atmosphere, and he vowed they would clean up their act or be eradicated. If their stink was noticeable by him, of all beings, then they truly infested the planet to the point of saturation. Ecological collapse would soon follow. Maybe it was best for everyone if they all went away. The age had come again to make examples of them if they were to be brought to heel. Steven Arkin would be the first, the ultimate human example. The message would be that not even a former human would be tolerated within the ranks of Supernaturals. These primates would again know their place in

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