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[color=#FF0000]Burn the heretic.
Kill the mutant.
Purge the unclean.

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Bret: So...It's come to this...Fine..You want names?..I'll give you several...Myself..I fly under the Zoner banner but quite a few people see me as one with the heart of a Gaian...My older sister...Agatha...Appointed a Field Major of the Secondary Fleet of the Order...Yeah you heard that right...My brother Daniel, a former Rhienwher Officer turned Polizei...My sisters Evyn and Feya...Both Lieutenants of the Bretonian Armed Forces Primary Fleet...There is one more of us, however from what I can piece together he is both me and not me...You want to kill him?...You'd be doing me a favor...He's with those <static> that took part of my left arm in Gallia....Just for the record from hearing the messages sent back to you, I can clearly point out several friends of mine who would clearly help anyone of us if I asked...I have no reason to hide myself anymore...Oh....And have a nice day...

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[color=#FF0000]In the name of the God Emperor of Man Kind, they shall all burn in the laser fire of our guns!

For the God Emperor,
For Man Kind!!!

[color=#990000]*******Transmission ended

Miguela stared at the screen with a puzzled look on her face, as the message from the hooded figure came in.

After the message ended, her confusion turned into anger.

She pushed a button on her console.


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Bret: Much huh?....
*Bret holds up his left arm, revealing his bionic replacement to the viewscreen*
Bret: I have faced the combined firepower of three Bretonian Dunkirks...Witnessed the horrors of Omicron Iota...Watched, as my left arm was cut directly from my body...And faced the evils of many a man trying to kill me, for money and glory...I have fought and shed blood to not only protect my family and friends, but to keep those bonds strong...
*Bret lowers his arm from the screen*
Bret: What can you possibly offer that I have not faced already?...