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We are a race of Bhiasts, once proud and free, now reduced to hormones and instinct. Our masters send us to war, and we never lose. This task should be easy in comparison. There is no instinct more primal than the one they want me to complete. Failure risks all our lives, while succeeding risks hers. But the tiny human creature has a fire in her eyes, burning so strong it makes my horns ache. I do not want to extinguish it…