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Zion Home World:
Krac could feel the tension building between his shoulder blades. He was being stalked. He couldn’t see a damn thing in the tall ferns running along each side of him, but he could sense he was not alone. His eyes shifted as he glanced around the foliage covering the large area.
The feeling of being watched… followed… had been with him the moment he had slipped over the tall wall separating the thick forest running along the back of the compound. A low curse escaped him as he froze. He turned in a slow circle. He knew he wasn’t alone. He was never wrong!
He turned back around and took several more steps forward down the narrow path. He paused again when he heard the faint sound of a twig snapping behind him. Stepping into the shadows of a nearby tree, he silently sank
