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Archwar
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Hamzah heard X and Blade, but it was lost in a sea of voices. In this state, Hamzah mistook X for an enemy and whipped to him. His sword raised, ready to strike. Insanity was in Hamzah's eyes. The Warmaster would have struck if it wasn't for Arkith's reassuring hand. The man then dropped his sword gazing around. Shaking his head, Hamzah sat down on a piece of debris to regain his bearings as well as to think up of a plan.
"Sorry about that. Hamzah can go a bit crazy." Arkith crossed her arms in her human form.
"Are they dead?" The survivalist murmured while Jose laughed.
Before a replay could come, someone else's thoughts entered their minds." So you have chosen not to kill, but forgive. Perhaps we were wrong about your kind. As a result my children will not hunt you down unless you give them reason to, but I can only say for this area. And Blade Wolf, I did not chose to fight you. I was given an order to follow and as a soldier I did. And now it is time for me rid of this body and get myself a new one."
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The camp guards were confused. This creature had come from another with only three rooms and into their own? The younger one shrugged thinking that Deemo was ok while the older one had his rifle still pointed at him. They whispered to each other deciding the fate of Deemo. Eventaully they reached a comprise so they shouted Deemo over. Shortly after the gates slowly opened revealing a shanty town yet it was lively.
"You don't know what the Collective are?" Jason stared at 9000 with questioning eyes." Well, a camp is that way. Towards the end of the road. There might be a burnt out camp along the way so you might find some information there. Either some people might be there or that wandering Hafiz. Well, best be going now."
"Sorry about that. Hamzah can go a bit crazy." Arkith crossed her arms in her human form.
"Are they dead?" The survivalist murmured while Jose laughed.
Before a replay could come, someone else's thoughts entered their minds." So you have chosen not to kill, but forgive. Perhaps we were wrong about your kind. As a result my children will not hunt you down unless you give them reason to, but I can only say for this area. And Blade Wolf, I did not chose to fight you. I was given an order to follow and as a soldier I did. And now it is time for me rid of this body and get myself a new one."
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The camp guards were confused. This creature had come from another with only three rooms and into their own? The younger one shrugged thinking that Deemo was ok while the older one had his rifle still pointed at him. They whispered to each other deciding the fate of Deemo. Eventaully they reached a comprise so they shouted Deemo over. Shortly after the gates slowly opened revealing a shanty town yet it was lively.
"You don't know what the Collective are?" Jason stared at 9000 with questioning eyes." Well, a camp is that way. Towards the end of the road. There might be a burnt out camp along the way so you might find some information there. Either some people might be there or that wandering Hafiz. Well, best be going now."