Happy Life
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- Comrade Commander, don't we have some superweapon, maybe some kind of magic? Something that could obliterate Barsia in one go. It's high time, considering they don't understand reason, - while saying this, the Russian carefully scans the surroundings with his fourth sense, looking for any remaining enemies. - Just a hypothetical question, if it's not classified.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
