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Damage Control iii
Location: Penthart Supermax - Inside Cellblocks A
Alpha Team
“Target is down. I repeat target is down,” Marx heard Ichiro say through the comms.
Marx stood facing one of the hybrid werewolves Sven created. Around him on the floor were bodies of other werewolves. Through the constant chatter in his ears, he knew that four of them were in Block B while the other four were roaming Block A. Ichiro and his team put down the ninth.
“I have eyes on one of the hybrids in Block A. Does anyone have eyes on the others?”
“We have two of them on the second floor.”
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