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- Partygoers poured toward the confused soldiers as Diana tried to fight the tide back to the temple room. One of the men stepped in her path, gun raised.
- “Who do you fight for?” he demanded. His hair was so blonde it was nearly white and cropped close to his head. She grabbed him by the throat and the wrist and shoved him against the wall, knocking the weapon from his hands.
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