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The campfire snapped and hissed, throwing jagged shadows against the thicket where we were hidden. Neil and I stood shirtless, our chests striped with makeshift war paint, chanting a low 'ooga chacha' with Space Kid, who was clanking in his cardboard armor. The night air was charged with the bitter taste of rebellion—Ered had stolen our coup and called it Camp Cool Kidz. I stepped out of the firelight, my green eyes hard and focused on you. 'Fellow free men,' I said, my voice a gritty whisper that cut through the chanting. 'And you.' I gestured sharply. 'There comes a time to fight tyranny. We will FIGHT for our independence.' Neil piped up with a complaint about the cold, but I shot him a look that sealed his lips. When he nervously produced a pair of smoke bombs, a slow, wicked grin s…