This fic is rated R
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Trent couldn't believe their luck. These clumsy suckers were almost tripping onto their own spears. In fact, he thought he saw one of them do just that.
"Haha, these guys are pretty stupid eh Torn?"
Torn was having something of the same - relief at the thought that they had run into minor resistance. "Yeah, like shooting peas in a pod."
Tomlin was greatful as well. Still, he knew that not all was well. Whoever shot them down might be smart enough to hire mercs to take them on. If so, they wouldn't last.
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