Wrong. Wrong. Wrong!
The men felt their primal instinct alerts buzzing like tingling spider senses.
But wait! It didn't make sense.
They were far out here with no shop at sight for miles except their scouting ships.
So could it be that the slaves before have broken free from bondage from the floors below?
The group of 6 nodded tactfully, and 3 others decided to head down the deck to check things out.
But suddenly, their legs turned to noodles, and they saw themselves tumbling down with heavy eyelids that refused to open.
WHAT?
We're they possessed by a sleeping spirit?
If not, why do they feel so sleepy all of a sudden?
No! No! No!
The attack came too fast and very abnormally.
1, 2, 3...
Their bodies were about to hit the ground with loud bangs. But Lieutenant Avril and 2 others caught them in the nick of time.
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