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Major Falck arrives to the waypoint Antoniadi, just 3km away from the next outpost. He steps outside of his Robot Core to make observations on foot. As he is looking at the glooming lights through his binoculars, he hears the screams from the previous outpost. Something inside him has been changed and he just wants to throw up. Dire Wulf walks behind him and picks him up gently. Never underestimate your AI’s ability to understand you. I mean you are practically married after the first neural handshake has been done. Falck takes a deep breath and launches the rocket thrusters. “Time to show these militia what an aerial 7,5 meter high steel ronin can do.”
