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**A hundred thoughts came rushing into Philip's mind at once. He was standing in front of George Eacker,literally about to duel and probably die. He had to follow his father's orders. He knew best,right..? Poor Philip,only 19..** **Philip walked away at the start of the 1st pace,as did Eacker. He knew before he turned around it was too late.. He was going to get shot. He slowly aimed his gun towards the sky and accepted defeat..**