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My mother's petite physique seemed so frail next to my father's broad form. Her arm was half the width of his, her height almost a full head shorter and even though it was difficult to tell in the darkness, her skin even paler despite both of them being redheads. “You won't make it,” my mother mumbled with defeat and fear etched in her trembling tone. “How could you? There's so many of them, so few of you.” My father sighed softly and gently rubbed her upper arm with his palm.

“The Order isn't a frivolous secret society, Jade. We knew a day like this would come. We've been preparing. We've mapped out The Complex in detail with the help of members in other divisions. We've secretly coveted weapons. We've discussed possible scenarios, tactics and continge...

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