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... ing the fissure was an endless fall.

“The shock absorption is quite lacking. Still far from catching up to those Republic bastards.”

“Are you saying that when you’re the one who developed that impossible thing called an automaton?”

“Why judge technical perfection by nationality? Rejecting enemy technology just because it’s theirs will get us nowhere.”

Speaking thus, Margrave Kassel checked the counter equipped on the arm of his protective suit.

“The counte ...

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