[i] Lance looks around, his Hardlight still up as he searches for more cultists before calling it in.[/i]
English
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[i]Everything seems calm now, no more gunfire, no mor screams. Looking up to the roof of the building, you see Etana, talking on his radio.[/i]
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[i] He waves at him before calling it in.[/i] [i]"Hostiles are clear."[/i]
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[i]The same cold, metallic, American voice is heard over your comms.[/i] Good, good. I'm sending an exfil helo to your location, hold tight for now.
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[i]"Got it."[/i] [i] He takes a seat against the rubble, cleaning his blade and strip cleaning his Magnum.[/i]