King: [to Flake] Sorry to be blunt, but I think your people are in deep shit. You see, Sacred Land is completely out of control. The place is flowing with pot growers. We're not dealing with a bunch of hillbillies, you know. They're killing machines with the best background there is. These boys are major. And they've done it all: From jungle combat to city fighting. No one cares to try them on, including the army.

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