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/Only Heroist and I want to stay for the role-playing aspect; we're the only guys on the team... And Ramzan said he doesn't abandon his own, but he's a Tyrian, so that kind of behavior is the only possible one.../

and according to the role-playing, Jerrod doesn't want to stay either.

Okay. And the droid doesn't care either, according to the role-playing. Let him cover.

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But he's a Tyrian, so such behavior is the only possible one...

Well, yes, among the Tyrians, especially those who believe in the Father, there are no vile rats.

but he's not a Tyrian...
the drone can't operate without Basil.

Let him learn to be independent. Basil won't always be able to look after him, you know!

Well, I hope it doesn't come to that. If we leave the building quickly and hide in the city without engaging in combat, we might be able to get away. And remember, your character has a teleporter. If we come under fire from the helicopters, you can easily use it to escape to a safe distance.

Run far away, under the fire of snipers. The helicopters will be close to the transport, and the teleporter won't help here. And it will only allow me to escape the attack after I've already taken damage. Besides, I doubt the area is large enough to kite the helicopter.

I'm tired of this, please save your pixels, and I won't go anywhere without my flash drive with the information.

But he's a Tyrian.

They kill you for that in Korania.

- You're right. No one but me can help them. Get Tanta out of there, stay in touch. Pray to the Father and the Knight.
And Ramzan ran towards his separated comrades.

I easily kicked down the steel door.
Ha, pathetic humans, they think they can stop me with this.
I threw my three-handed sword at five soldiers in heavy armor; it shattered into thousands of small fragments, which riddled these weaklings like ten heavy machine guns.
I felt the sword reassembling from the fragments in my hand.
I crave blood, revenge, and the look of agony on my enemy's face; I've waited so long.
Grabbing two miniguns, I ran like a jaguar, laughing wildly and shooting down crowds of soldiers on the move...

it shattered into thousands of tiny fragments

A thousand fragments of a kaleidoscope of suffering?

/Okay, let's say he's from Thiria!
Please, to understand the fallacy of your conclusions, look at the adventures of Zuther and Arnold.
Hero, alright, it's decided. I'm with you. Just tell her on the radio, Gerda will call for reinforcements, and whoever is less cowardly will respond.)/

Ples, to understand the fallacy of your conclusions, look at the adventures of Zuther and Arnold.

They were agile vampires with a lot of attack damage. And, if I remember correctly, they had more hit points. They healed by absorbing the life force of dead enemies. And Zuther almost died under the fire of a helicopter.

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And HERE ARANDOR IS LIKE: WHILE ANGUS WAS CHATTING, THE TRIO GOT INTO A PLANE, TAKING CLAPTRAP... THE DROID WITH THEM.

Well, I'm currently still (for the second day now) trying to throw a stunning grenade at the guys and shoot one of them, but... Hopefully, this action will go through and I'll be able to pass it on.

I also have two stunning spells, so I can keep the creatures stunned in the Starloc.