[Wonderful. The scientists were one thing. Saix adjusts his grip on his claymore and takes another deep breath. The headache seems like its fading... but only slightly.]
Then let's go. You- [Directed to the Berserker with its precious cargo.] -stay in the middle.
[They need to keep Axel's foolish head alive, after all.]
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Then let's go. You- [Directed to the Berserker with its precious cargo.] -stay in the middle.
[They need to keep Axel's foolish head alive, after all.]