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The group had barely made it out alive. The sudden raid by the government had taken them by surprise, and the camp was feeling the toll. Many had been lost and many wounded, both human and leobuck. Many of the lost Leobucks had previously agreed to be used to be made into the next generation, the Primals. Many had felt it was a way of being reborn.  The both humans and Bucks stood around as the fallen brawler's partner wept into his still form as his ragged breathing began to slow. Th...