Prologue

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I knew moving to the city would change my life forever, but a change like this was least expected. I could do nothing but lie here, breathless, unable to move, I was unsure of whether or not we would make it out of this fight. I could hear the blows they had landed on my friends as my injuries were a distraction. Faintly, I could see them trying to get to me while avoiding our enemies. My vision was going blurry, my mind was scattered, wondering if we could make it out of this. If I could make it out of this.

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