4 4 301 DialogEnable 1 Roland Quite the stubborn bunch, you are. Or even, obstinate. 1
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7 7 301 1 Vera Tch... 1
8 8 301 Vera, bruised and battered, staggers toward Roland. But for every step she takes forward, he takes one back—
9 9 301 Babylonia seems to have achieved its goal of intercepting the Ascendants, but this feeling of being lured into a trap is giving Vera physical discomfort.
10 10 301 Vera This doesn't reflect the projections from the data... Roland, what did you do... 1
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13 13 301 1 Roland Data... The little videos and photos the Gray Raven took? Bold of you to think good Roland would be so predictable. 2
14 14 301 Vera Well, well, guess you aren't... 1
15 15 301 Roland Cerberus, I wonder how the Gray Raven would react when they see dead puppies. Don't worry, I'll send your corpses over with the nice and shiny kind of packaging. 2
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18 16 301 Roland draws his chain blade. The blade unravels in the air to become a long, sharp whip.
36 31 301 A shell suddenly explodes behind Roland. The blast wave sends the Corrupted flying, interrupting the trajectory of his chain sword. Roland and Vera both find their sights drawn in the direction of the explosion.
41 35 301 Jamilah Hello. Your ID denotes that you are a squad from Babylonia. We are the Akdilek Commercial Alliance, and we will be providing artillery support. 1
60 51 301 PanelActor1Shake 1 Vera No—Thank—You—We aren't leaving just yet... Tch! 1
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62 52 301 Cut short by Roland continuing his assault without regard, Vera is forced back into battle. The arrival of the reinforcements only made dealing with the current situation even more urgent.
70 60 301 1 Jamilah Looks like there is no other way. We're not here for charity and humanitarian acts, after all. Sophia, Changyu, prepare to open fire. 1
71 61 301 Sophia I'll go down. Changyu, you shoot. 3
101 84 301 His blade does not connect with the target as expected. Vera, eyes suddenly aglow, has lowered her core and taken on an almost canine stance. His blade flits by, cutting nothing.
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103 86 301 And then, Vera charges at Roland head-on. In an attempt to dissuade Vera's advance, Roland pivots on one leg and whirls around, building up force enough to part the ground before the two with his weapon.