Duke rubs the bridge of his nose and runs his hand through his silk black hair. There are soldiers, standing in attention to him, their general. As he walks past them, they all salute. He doesn't give them any attention as he jumps right into the SUV that is waiting for him. The door is shut behind him and the convoy starts to move. Apart from the Driver, someone else is in the front seat, it's Bloom, his faithful assistant. " Good morning, boss." Bloom greets. " The plane is going to leave as soon as we get on it. " " That's good, Bloom. " Duke looks out of the window. He is going back to the God-forsaken city that he holds so many bad memories of. Dunville, the city that took his family away from him. It has been five years now, but it seems like yesterday. He has been in the army all these years and he has proven himself and now he is a general, the greatest one the country has seen, the most powerful one that has brought them so much victory. His name brings fear to the hea
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