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Node moved an inch forward with a yell. “That’s a lie!” Node never believed it anyways. The cold wind blew through his long hair and clothes, once again the looming dark clouds from above blocked off the illuminated full moon leaving only the glowing crystals dimly shinning on top of every wigwam standing around them. Peirce only froze not knowing what to do. He shivered a little. A friend who protected him from them was dead? For what? This can’t be true. This can’t be happening, not when she miraculously came back from the dead days ago at the lab. Why are they going this far just to capture me? What did I have that’s so special? … I’m just an ordinary Inhumane… Seems the clueless Peirce was still haunted by what’d happened at the city of bounty hunters. “A lie?” scoffed the
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