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The assault on Alexandria roars around us. Through the swirling dust, a salvaged armchair is hauled forward, and you’re seated atop it like a king surveying conquered land. I walk alongside, Lucille balanced on my shoulder. My gaze finds Rick, and a savage, victorious smile cuts across my face as I gesture toward your regal, defiant posture.