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"…You've got to be kidding me."

"What was that?"

"You heard me, you piece of—"

One of the more rebellious migrants, a thug who had kept quiet until now, stepped forward. He could tell that these were ordinary citizens with no combat experience, and there was no way he was going to take orders from someone so weak. Maybe the pioneers were out of his league, but not these people.

Just as the citizens stepped back in fear, the thug sneered. But his grin didn't last long.

"What are you doing?" Derek's voice cut through the air.

"Huh?"

"I told you—you're slaves. These people are citizens. Their status is higher than yours. Understand?"

Derek's scowl deepened as he spoke, but no one seemed to fully grasp his words, least of all the thug. He shrugged, as if to brush off Derek's words.

"Come on, that's ridiculous. They're just—"

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