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Randy took the Med Kit from Chag's hand as he held it out and mumbled some thanks. As the group pressed forward, the claustrophobic tunnels ended at last, leading to a fenceless platform. Inky darkness descended below, and tiny specks of light at each end of the station flickered across the grimy surface of the enormous cargo train that was docked there. Technicians set to work, fighters kept a lookout, and Chag rose into the air to make sure the way for the train was clear.
[E] Chag flies a short distance down the train platform, making sure there are no obstructions.
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