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In the Naval Military Harbor, the camp commander was reporting to Governor Rod George, "Sir, I've done as you instructed."
Rod George asked, "Did it enrage him?"
The commander let out a grin, "I barely stopped myself from cursing him out in Owen Bertram's face. If he can swallow that insult, he's not a man but a turtle."
"Well done, you may leave."
After the commander left, Rod George activated a Communication Talisman with his spiritual energy, "I've done what you asked me to do. I've avenged you. Don't backstab me now."
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The bright moon illuminated the night sky, casting a unique beauty on the lake's surface.
A massive creature slowly emerged from beneath the calm surface. It glanced at the military harbor from a distance, noticing its slack security just as it was during the day. There were only a few sentries on the docks and gun platforms.
Meanwhile, the sounds of gambling were even louder from the distant barracks.
