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Please, Leader, be careful. The base is just up ahead." A falcon spoke softly to the predator below him, while perched on a rooftop.

Two golden eyes stared up at the falcon, glowing menacingly from the shadows. There was so much hatred in that gaze.

But the falcon was not afraid.

He knew the hatred wasn't directed at him.

He knew his leader would never harm him.

But those on the other end of his leader's fury, the falcon feared for their safety.

His leader may not show it, but he was furious. Furious at BARD, furious about those relocations, but most importantly, he was furious for those who no longer could be.

The predator cloaked in shadow flicked his long, thin tail, signaling to the scout above.

"I told you, Logan. Don't call me leader, remember?" He spoke. "I don't want a title like that."

"Of course." The falcon replied, "I'm sorry."

"You're forgiven. Now tell me exactly where those agents are. We have a party to crash."

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It's time to choose your path.....