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The Empire of Reimia (3)

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Just like in the qualifying competitions, in the clash with the fourth group, their team's opponent fell quickly and decisively. One after another, they fell either from the shots fired by Bertrand and Ipheon, hidden in the forests, or from Latro's, albeit quite effective, showmanship with a revolver, or from her and Azarina's rapid assault. Surprisingly, it was an easy victory, although this time their opponent wasn't their comrades, who were upset by the translation of their favorite representative, but the best students from their academy. According to information from the journalism club, they were very talented – in no way worse than the capital's elite. Linnea wanted to somehow support and comfort the opponents who hadn't even managed to fire a single shot before their defeat, but she couldn't find the right words – the phrases that came to her mind sounded either not sincere enough or too condescending. The best option the girl saw was simply to thank them for participating.