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Now it is time for Esenrok to have a turn. They'd eaten the last of their field rations that morning, andhis attention kept returning to his hunger. Then HisMajesty, Marcus XXVIII, strode out from the wings without the customaryfanfare and attendants, a tall, lean, vigorous man of sixty-seven in a whitedress uniform. SecondBattalion would have to fight its way free, or try to.

What're you reading? Romlar held it up. Tain frowned. He tapped other keys. Now Biltong proceeded to inject the seeds of a working relationship.