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Hector's last moments were filled with pain from his bruises, the cold prick of a needle and a surge of sleepiness. He had no energy left to think of…
Hector's last moments were filled with pain from his bruises, the cold prick of a needle and a surge of sleepiness. He had no energy left to think of the glorious past. The only thing he remembered was that a Great State led by a Wise Leader does not err.