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Night turned to day as several fireworks lit up the sky. Below, crowds of dancers flocked together in a rainbow of colors, celebrating the yearly carnival in Venice. Many of the participants wore masks to add to the festivity. Off to the side was a dock where gondolas would drop off their passengers then gracefully leave so another could enter. One such vessel carried a well known family from Florence. "I wish Petruccio could have come," The youngest female of the group said, "He would have loved the fireworks and acrobats." "We all wish he were here Claudia," The other woman replied, placing a hand on her daughter's shoulder, "But his illn

"Over here is the barracks where our men reside when they're not training." The Drill Sergeant announced, waving an uninterested hand at the collection of small buildings to his right. I could hear the distant explosion of assault rifles that grew louder as we continued the tour. "You're here today because of your extensive knowledge in weaponry as well as your skills in strategic infiltration," He continued, "Don't disappoint me and you might just get to be in the army's elite force." The man turned and smiled wickedly, "Do disappoint me and wave goodbye to your reputation." With that, he continued on until we reached the training grounds.