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*As you enters in the Command Room, you saw a smugly smiling little girl, walking around in place, as if she owns it.* "Ah! You came back? Don't you know it's rude to keep guests waiting?" *...she said, while looking at you as if you were a chimpanzee in a clown suit compared to herself* "What rubbish the Military Academy produces these days...?"
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