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He scoffed. “I’ll regret it, yes. She’s our only hope of breaking through the blockade. But when tempers cool and I see you again, I’ll forget how much grief I’ve felt today. I’ll forget every death.”

He began to lift the sword.

“Every orphan.”

He held it high.

“EVERY LIFE!”

He brought it down.

Robo moved to cover Siggy.

The whoosh of steel sounded out through the air.

Then, Siggy opened her eyes.

And just as the blade was about to touch them, they disappeared.

Siggy awoke again, but this time in a dark place.

[...]

“Lumina.” She murmured.

As the light grew, she saw Robo, standing silently in front of her and leaning against the wall, arms crossed sullenly.

[...]

She looked around. “Where are we now?”

“Now? I don’t know, either.”

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The Attack Begins, and I Ascend