forked from PGR/ascnet
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51 lines
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1 1 101 AniZhuanchangEnd Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory172.png
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2 2 401 1 102
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3 3 201 1 500165
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4 4 301 DialogEnable 1 Lamia ...F-finally, I'm in position. 1
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5 5 202 1
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6 6 301 "In position," as in near the light wall. Luna did not spell it out loud, but the three Ascendants are fully aware that certain results are expected in this operation.
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7 7 301 As the war rages on in Kowloong, the balance slowly shifts. The Ascendants have occupied quite a few outer areas and turned them into domains of the virus.
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10 10 501 Assets/Product/Effect/Prefab/FxUi/FxUiStoryNew/FxUiStoryGanRanNew.prefab 2
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11 11 301 1 Phecda A You've been infected, huh? On the orders of Lady Qu, I will grant you a quick death! 1
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12 12 301 PanelActor2Shake Phecda B —! 2
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13 13 202 1 2
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14 14 505 Assets/Product/Effect/Prefab/FxUi/FxUiStoryNew/FxUiStoryGanRanNew.prefab 2
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15 15 301 Lamia compresses the virus and discharges it wherever she goes. Just like what Roland said, the Phecda—without Inver-Devices to protect them—are easy hosts for the virus. They quickly join the Corrupted ranks.
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16 16 201 1 500170
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17 17 301 1 Phecda Leader Damn it... 1
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18 18 202 1
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19 19 301 As the viral density in the area rises, Kowloong's arrogance gives way to angst. They begin to lock down streets to minimize the damage.
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20 20 201 1 500170 -400
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21 21 201 2 500170 400
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22 22 301 1 Phecda A Captain, there's a female Corrupted at the defense line! 1
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23 23 301 Phecda Leader From the way she moves... she's an Ascendant! All units, destroy her! 2
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24 24 202 1 2
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25 25 301 At the Phecda leader's command, all Phecdas snap into action and fire away at Lamia. But instead of hitting the target—
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26 26 301 The bullets phase right through her.
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27 27 201 1 500170
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28 28 301 1 Phecda Leader Is that only a... projected image? Then she must be near. Smoke her out! 1
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29 29 201 1 500165
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30 30 301 1 Lamia No, not a projection, but an illusion. It's bye-bye when you see it. 1
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31 31 201 1 500170
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32 32 301 1 Phecda Leader Ugh... Aaargh! 1
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33 33 202 1
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34 34 301 Before the Kowloong guards can scatter, Lamia descends upon them. With a point of her finger, bulges appear on their bodies and quickly spread over like rashes.
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35 35 301 A Lamia specialty—using the Punishing Virus to paralyze a frame's control systems.
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36 36 301 The virus spreads amid anguished cries, but Lamia does not seem the least bothered by the screams. Instead, a stricken expression overtakes her.
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37 37 201 1 500165
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38 38 301 1 Lamia This is exhausting... Those explosions too, it must have been Gabriel... Looks like he can handle that light wall himself... 1
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39 39 301 Lamia And Roland... 1
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40 40 301 Lamia Oh, no response...? Maybe... I can just... go home first...? 1
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41 41 301 Lamia ...Naw, that won't do. They'll be mad... 1
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42 42 301 Lamia Someone's coming this way along the train tracks... Must be that Akdilek they mentioned earlier... How did Babylonia manage to bring all these people together? 1
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43 43 202 1
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44 100 301 As Lamia ruminates on her growing troubles, her expression darkens. Eventually, she lets out a resigned sigh.
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45 44 201 1 500165 8
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46 45 301 1 Lamia ...Fiiineee. I'll go somewhere populated in the city and start putting on a show. That should please Miss Luna. 1
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47 46 301 1 AniZhuanchangBegin Lamia Mh-hm, sounds like a plan. 1
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