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The finest craftsman of Hantmann West Dome's handmade lasgun fired two bright beams of light. Two beams shot out nearly simultaneously, piercing precisely through the eyes of an Ogryn.
"Damn it, the kid's spotted us!"
The guide shouted toward the tallest of the Ogryns—at least a head taller than the rest, who was smart enough to count to five, earning him the nickname "Smart Head."
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