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... Xel’Naga.
For a living Xel’Naga, those words were no different than saying: I want you dead.
Every birth of a new Xel’Naga meant that an elder among them would sacrifice their own life and essence.
"Very well. I agree."
"You agreeing or not makes no difference... hm?"
Selene paused briefly, slightly surprised. She crushed the Subspace Lance forming at her fingertips, raised her delicate hand to rest lightly on her chin, and cast Ouros a curious look.
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