As Neal meticulously crafted the fake identity cards, his mind was consumed with the gravity of their mission and the trust that had been placed in him. Each stroke of his pen, each adjustment to the photos, was a testament to his commitment to ensuring their success.As he worked, the others watched on with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension, knowing that their fate rested in Neal's hands. Saren's gaze never wavered from Neal, his expression a mask of stoic determination, silently urging him to deliver nothing short of perfection.Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of meticulous craftsmanship, Neal held up the completed identity cards for inspection. Arin, Ahan, and Sena leaned in, scrutinizing the details with keen eyes, searching for any imperfections that could jeopardize their cover.After a tense moment of examination, Arin nodded in approval, a hint of satisfaction creeping into his expression. "Excellent work, Neal," he said, his voice carrying a note of relie
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