XXIX.V Return of Investment
Blinking away the sweat and tears off my eyes, I reoriented myself towards the window as the ongoing war outside has gone tits up in the worst way possible. We were breached way too early; the eastern front being left to die as a result of my own carelessness. And here was a fucking Prime right on our doorstep, threatening mission control in ways that I hadn't even expected to happen so early in the game.

I was so fucked- Scratch that, WE were so fucked.

But did that mean that I was just gonna roll over and die because of it? No. I was more spiteful than that.

I leaned in close to the rune functioning as my microphone, my lips sputtering as I tried to infuse as much disdain into my words as possible, "H-How about... no..."

Each syllable took a lot out of me, the strain of powering the grand array exacerbating my already
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