The expedition to Gyndine had left yesterday afternoon. Today, they had news. It was not good news.
"I saw him, Mical," Mira reported over the comm. Her voice was muted. "I know I did. Three shipyards out here have been hit in the past week. All massacres. My instincts are telling me he was there for at least one more of them. I know his handiwork
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