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Предварительный просмотр of Upcoming Chapter 22:

“Hurry! It’s closing!” yelled Private, the strain ringing clearly from his voice. He grunted, straining his flipper muscles as he tried his best to keep the slowly closing tomb open for the Doberman army’s entrapment. Whatever was going on with the sarcophagus; it was really putting up a fight.

The ancient carvings on the coffin’s doors glowed once more; only this time, a bright, neon blue. The beams of topaz radiance streamed outward in various directions, stretching all the way to the cave entrance; where some of the rays bounced gracefully off the...

Damion's eyes were as wide as his jaw that had dropped in terror. His tight gripp loosened until Private fell to the icy ground.
D: "Dad! Dad!"
Damion fled like a coward, but Private couldn't blame him. Jeff raced up and they both ran for their lives.
A: "Private, are Ты okay?!"
She pushed through the paniced crowd to Private, but she still couldn't reach him. All she could do was watch in terror as he laid on the ground getting trampled by the absentminded, frightened crowd.
S: "Private?! Private?!"
Private got on his flippers, but struggled to get to his feet. Then he heard her angelic voice,...

Kowalski paid no attention to the others.
S: "Kowalski, are Ты okay, soldier?"
K: "Oh, of course, Skipper, because everybody loves having their plans demolished!"
Usually Skipper would have punished Kowalski for this untypical outburst, but he took pity on the fatigued penguin.
P: "Well, we could do something together inside. Maybe, cards or-"
K: "No! Leave me to my work!"
P: "But it won't be any fun without you, Kowalski."
Kowalski frustratedly gathered his stuff and stormed out. Private looked at Skipper sadly.
R: "Whao!"
S: "Don't worry, Private Ты did nothing wrong."
R: "hggstgsgysdd safgys dgyah?"...