Chapter 30

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30 Wyatt stood there in line trying not to stand out among the others standing with him. Standing out got you attention and attention here was always bad, he learned that early on. He had his uniform on like all the others and waiting for the next punishment to be dealt upon them, it was likely going to be running. Endless amounts of drilling for a pointless battle that would never come. He was tired of it and bored, so terribly bored as the instructor continued to scream about something about being worthless. He was often made fun of not because he was the worst one in the unit, but for another reason entirely. He liked, no. preferred the blade over the g*n. It was no secret. He was better; no he was the best knife fighter in the unit. It didn't do him much good against the power of th

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