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As the Hawks skimmed the dunes, Scythe surveyed the landscape through a viewport in the door. "Sand, sand, and more fucking sand." he muttered to himself as the craft approached their LZ. Turning to Avgust, he said "Any word from Argus? Any sign of hostiles?"