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The night air was thick with tension as Cain, Hazy, Tang Ming, Sam, Fiv, Arial, and Rebel crept through the shadows toward Captain Ironscale's office.
Their footsteps were silent, but their hearts pounded like war drums, each beat echoing their resolve to bring the traitor to justice.
The moon cast an eerie glow over the compound, turning the familiar territory into a landscape of looming shadows and hidden threats.
As they reached the entrance to the office, Cain raised a hand, signaling the others to halt.
His eyes met each of theirs in turn, a silent affirmation of their shared purpose. With a deep breath, he pushed the door open.
They burst into the room, weapons drawn, faces set with determination.
Captain Ironscale looked up from his desk, his eyes narrowing in surprise and anger. Papers scattered as he rose, the lamp casting long, sinister shadows across his face.