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The warehouse was dark, the only source of light being the occasional flash of lightning that lit up the sky and filtered through the windows. Uma whirled at the sound of his voice, her sword immediately drawn from the sheath at her waist.
âUp to no good, you?â She replied, slowly lowering her weapon when she realized it was just Jay. âAre you alone or should I expect company?â Usually where Jay was, Mal wasnât too far behind.Â
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