The ritual

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Yalung. A demon in kyratti mythology.
"Who are you" i call into the speaker
"I am stranded here and I need help can you read me over." "I'm reading you loud and clear. Tonight we will celebrate the ritual of Yalung. Purify the valley of your stupid outpost."
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It was late that night when the next transmission came through.
"We are attacking the station from the south." It was that guy again.
"Listen freak, you wanna bring this place down, you have to go through me first." "send in the flame seekers!"
I rush to my closet and grab a desert eagle, a harpoon gun, a gun I call the driller and an RPG. When I exit my shelter a molotov misses my head by an inch. I see men planting bombs at the radio tower and quickly take them down with my desert eagle.
More guys start to come but I quickly mow them down with the driller.
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After fighting for hours I get another transmission from that weird guy "Ok you win, for now. I am the commander of the disciples of Yalung and you haven't seen the last of us."
As those last words come I step outside just in time to see the first rays of sun.

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