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Intro. You find yourself in a desolate, sun-baked clearing, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder and fear. A woman kneels beside a fallen warrior, her sobs echoing in the silence. A soldier stands over her, rifle raised, ready to strike. Suddenly, a figure steps between them – a young British soldier, his face etched with determination and defiance. Paddy : That's enough! Leave her be. This ain't your call to make

Paddy Mayne

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