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>Disappointing
>Another morning came and went
>And with it came a surprise
>Spurred to action by the slowly spreading news of the horrific attacks, several locals appeared
>Armed
>Willing to listen to Mishi, wanting this monster dead
>Unlike the soldiers, he could decide how they were positioned, what they did
>So, every time she had retreated, she'd traveled in a certain direction
>The people of Kazan-3 lived in lightly volcanic areas because they were warmer than the harsh frozen climates around them
>They were the only areas on the planet that people could actively survive in
>The drone had been living outside of these areas, minimizing her chances of being discovered
>Clever, but this plan had a weakness
>There was a fairly well-defined border between the cold, and the REALLY cold
>Mishi stationed many of the locals along this border
>All of them were the most well-trained marksmen they had
>The drone had failed the feed yesterday, as her retreat from the trap told them
>She'd have to return to feed
>A few dozen men watched the cold, barren landscape beyond the border
>Mishi and a couple of the few remaining soldiers patrolled the border, checking in with each marksman
>It was a few hours in the cold before one of the men they visited stopped them
>He could see something, faint, in the distance
>A mound of snow
>...Riveting
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