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... of oaks and maples, were scattered around the tight-knit community.
The small village situated here appeared undamaged by the war campaign under the black banner of Dunkelheit.
The villagers and migrated survivors had gathered in the town square, their concerned faces showing palpable anxiety. A small squadron of Armatus mobile suits, finished in sleek black paint, stood on each side of a platform. It appeared they were rallying people, separating them into groups, and preparing ...
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