Page 359 of Rangers Mountain Rescue

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Then looks at me.

Different now.

Less control.

More understanding.

“Is it over?” he asks.

I look down at the man on the ground.

The one who built this.

Ran this.

Destroyed lives without hesitation.

Then I look at the tunnels.

The system.

The damage.

“No,” I say.

“Not yet.”

Because this?

This was just the head.

And now we go after the rest.

I turn.

Start walking back through the tunnel.

Through the destruction.

Through what we just ended.

Toward daylight.

Toward the end of this war.

And toward her.

Because I made her a promise.

And I don’t break promises.

Not like that.

Not ever.

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