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Urlan furrowed his brow at Harley and challenged him, "What's this supposed to mean? If there's a trap in front of your base, we'll be the first ones to fall into it!"

"Exactly, those traps are meant for you," Urlan retorted with a smirk.

"Lord Urlan, are you saying you no longer wish to collaborate with us?" Harley's voice was heavy with concern. "If you're not interested in cooperating