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What.
Oh, for fuck's sake, I don't get any peace, do I?
"Ysl?"
"Mmrm?"
"There's an army closing in."
"Mmm." she gets up and stretches, making me smile, and gets dressed. She helps me get my armor on as she picks up what appear to be a pair of steel boxing gloves, without thumbs.
"That are those?"
"Rance said he found them in a cave near here. Haven't tried them yet, but they look interesting." she says, locking them on her hands. We exit the tent, as Harumda walks by, his mouth open and his black tongue lolling out. I've never seen him so happy. Haggar it picking up a set of long metal plates that fasten on his wrist and extend past his elbows. I don't see ahny other armor on him. Girls of every race I've ever seen are suiting up in armor, rallying behind the woman I saw with Rance earlier as he barks orders in what I assumes is Orc. Asala walks in front of me, clad in new armor.
"Antares. It seems Achilles has sent a forward force, ahead of his flying fortress."
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