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    The recruits, never having seen such a majestic bird, assumed it was attracted by the scent of their meal and scrambled for their weapons. A cool, poised smile yed on Harlee’s lips. She stood, eyebrow arched, and whistled to the golden eagle.


    As the golden eagle dived, the group instinctively aimed their weapons to shield Harlee. In a heartbeat, everyone was stunned.


    At Harlee’s feet, the golden eagle touched down with dignity, depositing a rabbit and some fruit before looking up expectantly for her approval.


    Harlee gently stroked the golden eagle’s head and murmured, “Well done, but tomorrow, bring me a fish.”


    The golden eagle chirped in response, seeming toprehend, and then vanished into the darkness.


    The recruits stared in disbelief. A golden eagle as a courier? This was beyond bizarre.


    Thiago emerged from his tent, walked over to the campfire with serene grace, and watched the unfolding scene. His eyes crinkled slightly with amusement, knowing such actions were typical in Harlee’s world. The recruits exchanged looks of astonishment at the food the bird had delivered.


    Unable to contain his curiosity, Mooney turned to Thiago and blurted out, “Oh my god, Thiago, what can’t Harlee do? Isn’t this a bit much? Not only does she handle vipers, but she also gets deliveries from a golden eagle?”


    Mooney gulped, adding, “Honestly, I wouldn’t be shocked if she called in a bear or a wolf next.”


    The sentiment resonated with the others. They spected whether Harlee had some extraordinary connection with nature, perhaps some mystical animalmunication skills.


    Rosie and Lionel shared a nce, still in awe as they looked into the sky where the golden eagle had disappeared. Despite witnessing it firsthand, they struggled to grasp the reality of the event.


    In the next moment, the golden eagle, which had flown off earlier, returned from a distance. This time, it carried some unfamiliar nts clutched beneath its feet.


    The golden eagle soared over the recruits, casting a seemingly scornful look their way, as if to ridicule their disbelief.


    As the recruits met the golden eagle’s gaze, everyone once again questioned their own existence. They exchanged uncertain nces, wondering if the eagle had looked down on them and if they had truly seen it correctly. They felt as if they were in a scene from a fantasy film, not a military training.


    Silence surrounded the group as no one was quite sure what to make of it all.


    Thiago observed the recruits’ astonished expressions, a wry smile forming as he exined calmly, “That golden eagle is actually Ms. Sanderson’s pet.”


    “What?” All the recruits expressed their shock aloud.


    Observing their bewildered looks, Thiago’s gaze softened as he continued, “When Ms. Sanderson first brought us here, that eaglended near our campsite. She connected with it immediately, using her unique skills to tame it. Now, it sees her as its leader and responds to her calls without fail.”


    The group’s amazement deepened upon hearing this. Harlee managed to tame a golden eagle using her impressive skills? The idea itself seemed fraught with intensity.


    Considering the remarkable agility of golden eagles and the near impossibility of a human overpowering one through sheer force, the recruits found themselves believing Thiago’s ount. It seemed Harlee possessed an inherent ability for such incredible feats.


    From a distance, Harlee observed the eagle delivering the nts. Her face remained impassive as she turned her attention to the eagle, which looked expectantly at her.


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