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Chapter 20

Pup! Wake up! Get up you stupid turd! We have only a moment to gear up until the Captain arrives!” I wake up to the sight of Varkii’s mouth spewing saliva at my face. A headache pierces through my head as I pick myself up off the moist dirt. The rain was still pouring but the camp was in full alert, a dozen Centurion whistles could be heard along with the shouts of their owners to accompany them. I could hear Trosdig’s rough voice in the background, ordering the 46th Cohort to gear up. I pick up my shield, tighten my sword belt and wrap my rain cloak around me. Varkii tosses me my helmet and I catch it. A piece of shrapnel that was still stuck to it pricks my hand, ma

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