My Master! My Mate!
She lets out a short whistle and yells,
“LIAM, NOAH, OLIVER, ELIJAH, JAMES, WILLIAM, LUCAS, THEODORE. FRONT AND CENTER.”
I then watch as the 8 warriors she called out for stand to attention, look over at Angie, and then jog over to stand in front of her. I couldn’t hear what orders she gave, but they soon had the crates all lined up and open. Once she is ready, she lets out another whistle and yells once more.
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