RED
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Aboard the VWR Coal, Red Shepard was in utter shock as he received report after report of casualties racking up against the enemy. While he understood that Somatics were on an entire level above even a military contingent, he didn't expect this number of deaths from just four of them alone!
"Sir! We've lost units one to five!"
"Sir! Cannons five and six have just been destroyed!"
The Somatic aboard the [Rig] pinched the bridge of his nose as he sighed, the sound of each report grating on his ears as he exuded his power over his men.
"[STOP PANICKING]"
Feeling himself calm down amidst the overflowing deluge of bad news, Red took in a deep breath as he looked over the available information to him one last time.
"How are the repairs?" he calmly asked.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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