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"Get this man to the med-bay," Vane barked, though his voice carried the weight of defeat. "And get a cleanup crew. This... this is an abomination."
But when Leo climbed off the bike, he stumbled. He wasn't sweating; he was pale, his eyes wide with a frantic, unnatural energy. The commanding officer, a stern man named Sergeant Vane, approached the cargo container. stallionshit
It hadn’t started as a legend. It had started as a supply run. "Get this man to the med-bay," Vane barked,
The moon hung high over the desolate plains of the Whithering Wastes, casting long, skeletal shadows across the cracked earth. In this land where silence was a weapon and dust was a shroud, the name 'Leo' was synonymous with hope—or it had been, until the incident they now only whispered about: The Stallionshit. this is an abomination
Leo collapsed to his knees. "I don't know! I didn't stop! I didn't open it! I just rode!"