"He woke from his meditation, invigorated and lusty. He struggled rebelliously against the hold of the Interlocker, the red strip that held him in place. His senses exploded with keenness; he could feel his weapon’s weight on his back, smell the fear and anxiety of his fellow soldiers, hear the distant dreamy music of the night beyond the transport’s titanium alloy doors. The Interlocker could not hold him for long in this state."

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