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... fending object away and against the wall with a dull thud; all while Emma reached for her sword, before realising she was still in her homunculus. A note fluttered down from the ceiling, one she just barely caught before it reached the floor; a torn piece of scrap paper covered with a messy, barely legible scrawl she knew all too well.
"Got you something better than that battered old space suit, from the first run from our new production line."
The package itself wasn’t too eye-cat ...
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