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Wolfe made his way through the crowd of students and Coven Security Agents to where the Infantry recruits were gathered, enjoying an evening drink or just too nervous to sleep.

As the Coven Security Agent had warned him, there was a lot of crying, and as Wolfe himself had expected, most of these people were totally unfit to be soldiers. None seemed to be past their mid-thirties, but the youngest was barely an adult, and that was being very generous with his estimation.

Wolfe passed between downtrodden sorts from the lower levels and servants from the upper levels who had most likely been allowed to be sent in their master's place, not finding anything too promising.

Then he heard a Familiar voice. "Mister Wolfe! You're here too? I heard that you had been killed trying to leave the city without documents."