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“Just kill me you bastards” Powell said in return. In short, the war (James refused to use the term extermination which several scientific circles had now began to describe the situation as) was not going well for the British people. “Hannah, dragons on your left side, 10 o’clock low. The cuts and bruises on Powell’s face were now visible too; he had a nasty looking gash down his right cheek that looked awfully like a claw mark. Then, James saw a look of horror appear on both the
