❝ I’VE GOT A BAD FEELING ABOUT THIS, BLY. ❞ Her voice is low, eyes darted around, scouted for anything in their surroundings that was suspicious or looked anywhere out of place. Lithe fingers were clenched around the shaft of her saber as she slowly inched forwards. ❝ I think it’s best we make our way back to the ship.. ❞
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