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... long since been torn apart by Scylla, reduced to heaps of scrap metal.
It was the perfect opportunity to drive the rebels out of the Empire. If Noel died, the rebels would collapse.
Kadeudeudeuk!
Agatha thrust her massive poleaxe at Noel’s side. The ground shattered, sending up a cloud of dust. The right arm of the armored prosthetic, Scylla, was larger than the left. It had likely been modified to wield the heavy poleaxe with one hand.
From within the dust, Noel ...
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