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Deley yes
Kataviana no
Jert yes
Goran yes
Asmund no
Aldric yes
Kataviana no
Jert yes
Goran yes
Asmund no
Aldric yes
Tiaral
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Does even the luckiest need first aid? It seems difficult. Let Delhi resurrect Kataviana as soon as possible, and the rest as well.
Whatever
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Asmunda, cast Cleanse on Kataviana, and remove the poison at the same time. Don't forget to search the corpses and future corpses!
Siverfale
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Maybe we should spare someone, so people know that there's a point in surrendering...
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
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And how will we get out of this blocked-off ravine...
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Revan also wrote; you can examine him outside of battle.
Did I understand correctly that essentially everyone is still alive?
Did I understand correctly that essentially everyone is still alive?
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
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Let's make them clear the rubble, and then we'll kill them.
Be strong. Believe
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I might be able to remove the poison from two more units with the mana I have left.
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-Wow, that's something! - exclaimed Stefan - to be honest, when they fired the first volley and half of our troops fell, I was a little scared. And imagine what would have happened if there hadn't been a resurrection spell in our world? So many people would have been gone! Yeah, it's scary to even imagine such a universe.
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
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Okay, well, they must have eaten a lot of fruit. Otherwise, they could have taken out Delia much earlier.
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Yeah, I shouldn't have been talking nonsense, the fruit helped. And, as I understand it, we still have some left, since Revan didn't acknowledge that we automatically ate them all.
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
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Maybe we should spare someone, so people know there's a reason to surrender...
Tyril actively participated in restraining the enemy archers, although she wanted to kill them all (and only Albert stopped her).
“Albert thinks you might still have something useful to tell us, and that’s why you’re still alive…” she said. “But don’t get too comfortable, I’m sure you’re useless.”
The girl, though not injured, was breathing heavily; the situation in the canyon wasn’t very pleasant for her.
At the same time, Albert was busy collecting Emma’s parts.
“Hmm,” he muttered occasionally, looking at her hands, legs, and various screws lying in the dirt.
“Emma, now tell me what to connect to what.”
“Emma?” Tyril asked, looking at the doll’s parts in surprise. “Emma, are you okay?”
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Surprisingly, I never clarified with Revan whether her body remains conscious, but I assume it does, so that's fine.
- I've lost motor function, and I'll have to wash my dress later. Luckily, the physics of our universe doesn't require constant clothing repairs; otherwise, it could be quite challenging, - Emma looked at Albert, then at Tyril. - It's not a big deal for me, but according to common etiquette, I would prefer Tyril's help. It's not complicated; I was designed so that even an unconscious automaton could assemble me. You take part A, insert it into hole B, and turn it until it clicks...
Surprisingly, I never clarified with Revan whether her body remains conscious, but I assume it does, so that's fine.
- I've lost motor function, and I'll have to wash my dress later. Luckily, the physics of our universe doesn't require constant clothing repairs; otherwise, it could be quite challenging, - Emma looked at Albert, then at Tyril. - It's not a big deal for me, but according to common etiquette, I would prefer Tyril's help. It's not complicated; I was designed so that even an unconscious automaton could assemble me. You take part A, insert it into hole B, and turn it until it clicks...
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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Tyril puts Emma's hand where her foot should be.