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Id ActionId NextActionId Type IsBlock IsEnd BeginAnim EndAnim BeginDelay EndDelay Params[1] Params[2] Params[3] Params[4] Params[5] Params[6] Params[7] Params[8] Params[9] Params[10] Params[11] Params[12] Params[13] Params[14] Params[15] Params[16] Params[17] Params[18] Params[19] Params[20] Params[21] Params[22] Params[23] Params[24] Params[25]
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1 1 101 AniZhuanchangEnd Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory173.png
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2 2 401 1 16
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3 4 201 2 500005
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4 5 301 DialogEnable 1 Forsaken Soldier A Mr. Watanabe, the number of Corrupted coming from the outer rim are decreasing, but... 2
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5 101 203 2 0.25 -400
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6 3 201 1 1101001 400
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7 6 301 1 Watanabe They're now pouring out of the city instead, eh. 1
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8 7 301 After the Forsaken got off the vehicle, they made a temporary encampment on a nearby route to intercept the enemy. Though they are only forty or so in numbers, to these veterans, it is more than enough.
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9 8 301 Corrupted remains are scattered all over the ground. Watanabe tells his men to salvage the still usable supplies, and he peers at Kowloong Corp in the distance.
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10 9 301 ——What made Kowloong build such a metropolis?
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11 10 301 The sight is grandiose and consuming, but to Watanabe it borders on a sickly obsession. Home is comfort, but shelter too deep, and it becomes a prison.
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12 11 301 Watanabe knows that this imposing city will not have many places to house people. Even the shops are likely not in use.
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13 12 301 The stately streets are fossils, left only to remind themselves of a lost, golden age.
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14 13 201 3 500005
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15 102 203 2 0.25 -600
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16 103 203 1 0.25 600
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17 14 301 1 Forsaken Soldier B Mr. Watanabe, I wonder when we'll get to settle down... 3
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18 15 301 A comrade close by asks a question, and Watanabe glances over.
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19 16 301 Settling down in the current world is but an extravagant hope. Normally, people know not to dream about it—delusions dull your blade.
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20 105 401 2 10008001
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21 17 301 RImgBg1Shake And so Watanabe responds, flipping the knife in his hand, pointing it at the throat of the one who asked the question.
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22 18 301 Forsaken Soldier A Mr. Watanabe?! 2
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23 19 301 Forsaken Soldier B Um... What are you doing? 3
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24 20 204 1 5
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25 21 301 Watanabe Don't come any closer! Keep your distance! 1
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26 22 202 2
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27 23 203 1 0.25 400
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28 104 203 3 0.25 -400
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29 24 301 They do not understand the situation, but the Forsaken immediately back away as per Watanabe's orders, leaving only Watanabe and the person he just saw through together.
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30 27 301 PanelActor3Shake ??? And here I thought I was putting on a great act... 3
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31 25 202 3 1
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32 26 201 2 500165 8 -400
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33 28 301 1 ——How could this man be so keen? Lamia, who would have preferred to avoid confrontation, sheds her illusion and returns to her original form.
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34 29 301 Watanabe You are an Ascendant, aren't you? What are you trying to do by sneaking in here? 1
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35 30 301 Lamia I just wanted to pad my results a little... But now... Looks like that's not happening... 2
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36 31 204 2 1
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37 32 301 Lamia If I say sorry, will you... let me go, pops? 2
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38 34 301 Watanabe ... 1
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39 35 204 2 3
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40 36 301 Lamia ... 2
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41 37 301 Watanabe You owe me one. 1
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42 38 204 2 1
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43 39 301 Lamia Really? Yay! You can have the Corrupted I brought with me! Do whatever you like to them. 2
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44 40 301 AniZhuanchangBegin Watanabe Thanks for the trouble. 1
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45 41 202 1 2
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46 42 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory173.png
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47 43 201 1 1101001 -400
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48 44 201 2 500005 400
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49 45 301 AniZhuanchangEnd 1 Forsaken Soldier Mr. Watanabe, should we have let go of that Ascendant? 2
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50 46 301 Watanabe We can't win against her now. With her prowess in stealth, if she had intended massacre... 1
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51 47 301 Forsaken Soldier ...I'm sorry. We held you back, Mr. Watanabe. 2
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52 48 301 1 AniZhuanchangBegin Watanabe Whatever it is, don't let down your guard! The enemy can come from anywhere! 1 |