Old Jackson walked up to Warwick and retrieved a document from his pockets. "Owens, you're now officially dismissed from your duties, effective immediately."
Everyone was astounded, more so Warwick. He grabbed the document and read it thoroughly.
"What's the meaning of this? What's the reason for my dismissal?!" Warwick roared at Old Jackson.
Old Jackson shrugged. "There's no reason. You may leave..."
He commanded the soldiers, "Squad! Fall in. Dress right, dress. Ready, front. Dismiss!"
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