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Of the three former soldiers, Liam Frayne, had killed the most. After the first, he was quietly surprised that he did not experience the same feelings his fellow soldiers seemed to feel following their baptism of fire. There was not the stunned, confusing, rush of numbness that washed over others immediately following their first kill. The profound, bewildering, elongated sense of silence that followed after the sound of the last shots fired had faded seemed not to be there for Frayne as it was for others. Instead, his mind was filled with a jumbled conglomeration of images and sounds he did not understand yet found strangely fascinating.
It wasn’t that he enjoyed killing; nor did he develop a strong distaste for it. Rather, the feeling was inexplicably at odds with what he expected h
