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Last Hour

The Central Plaza teemed with the convergence of hundreds of players, creating a bustling atmosphere of anticipation. Amid the assembled players, Alan's attention was drawn to the organized military contingent, their well-equipped demeanor standing in stark contrast to the numerous disordered groups scattered around.

These ill-coordinated clusters lacked any sense of unity, evident from their untamed appearance. One particularly conspicuous group stood out – almost a hundred individuals donning identical red bandanas on their heads or arms. This was none other than The Blood Patriot.

As Alan navigated through the diverse crowd, his presence seemed to catch the eyes of a few among The Blood Patriot. The familiarity of his performance in the game led some heads to turn, and in a fleeting moment, he caught the leader of The Blood Patriot, Marcus Wright, glancing his way.

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