“That’s pretty badass,” Sloane admits begrudgingly. “What happens if you miss? Do the bodies wash up on the shore?” We both pause, turning fully to watch Maren respond. Have to admit, I’m curious, too. Maren blinks. “Bodies? No one dies. It’s just like cliff jumping. If we miss, we swim to shore, dry, and shake off the embarrassment—and pick another branch for service. Infantry and artillery are popular.” Sloane and I exchange another look. “You just…swim to shore,” I say slowly.
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