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- “Sanya, raise your hand.”
- He did.
- “This is Sanya. He’s a Knight. He fights monsters for a living and he knows what he’s talking about. Sanya is your commander. Sanya . . . hey, where the hell did you get a freaking Kalashnikov?”
- Sanya shouldered his rifle by its strap, grinning. “Found it.”
- I waved a hand at him. “Whatever. Take charge, man.”
- Battle Ground Chapter 19, page 182
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