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On his 14th birthday, Damien discovers that his life as he knows it, has been a lie. His name isn't Damien, his family isn't poor, he isn't a commoner. His mom, if she really is his mom, has some explaining to do.
&emsp “Ciel! Behind you!” I spin around and send a fire spike into an Hamiljari soldier coming towards me with her sword drawn. &emsp “Good catch Jake.” I say. These soldiers are ridiculously strong and they just keep coming. We kill 1 and 3 more take their place. Where does Waldron find these people? “Where do they keep coming from? We’re going to be overwhelmed soon, I think we need to retreat.” &emsp Jake nods his head. “I hate to retreat but you’re right, if we don’t retreat well die. Better to lose the battle than to lose the war. Sound the alarm.” &emsp I nod my head in agreement then clear my throat. “ANJIL, FALL BACK.” My voice booms through the air. “I REPEAT, FALL BACK!” &emsp “Damien, wake up” one of my soldiers says. &emsp Who the Hades is Damien? Did another one of my men die? It’s a good thing we’re retreating. &emsp “Damien, get up. You’ll be late for school.” &emsp It starts raining hard and I’m soaked in less than a minute.
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