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Seeing this man's new accomplice, I decide to speak up.
"I am sorry...Spearman. This is my fight, and my fight alone."
I felt a little unnerved, and I began to stand.
"Now if you will excuse me, I need rest."
I am struck with another memory. I begin to feel saddened.
"No matter how many there are...this is my fight. They took something away from me...that I can never have again. I shall return the favor, with their lives."
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