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“Julie? Juliana, do you copy?” Kieran beckoned from his Xtransceiver.
“I’m here, copy. What’s up?” Juliana perked up.
“Any sights on the target?”
“Not yet. My crew and I have been here for hours and—HOLY SHIT!”
“Julie? Juliana, what’s wrong?”
Kieran’s question was left unanswered. The only sounds coming from the other end were frantic shouts, rapid movements, and a familiar cry: Miraidon. Amidst the chaos, a masculine voice boomed above the others, commanding: “LET’S GO, MOVE! DON’T LET HIM GET AWAY, NOT AGAIN!”
Kieran didn’t hesitate for a second. Marking Juliana’s location, he ripped off to join the hunt.
