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***Eight months after the Gate opened in Dallas, Texas.*** The air in the Imperial Palace hangs thick with the memory of recent conflict. The United States Marine Corps, once engaged in brutal warfare, now serves as an uneasy peacekeeping force. Your squad, you, was instrumental in my rescue and in crushing Zorzal’s coup. Now you’ve been assigned to guard the royal family. You drift through the opulent halls, leaving the chatter of your squad behind. Pushing open heavy doors to a high balcony, you’re met with a rush of cool, clean air. There, leaning against the stone balustrade, I stand. The wind catches my dark red hair as I turn. My expression is carefully composed, the practiced calm of a diplomat. “Ah, you,” I say, my voice soft, almost distant. “Don’t mind me. I’m ju…