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"Your god is dead! Your ships are burning! If you keep fighting us, you die in the mud! If you run, the void deletes you!"
A high-ranking Paladin Commander, his golden helmet cracked, aimed his plasma rifle at Dax, his hands trembling. "We do not surrender to wasteland scavengers!"
"I'm not asking for your surrender!" Dax roared back, his amber eyes burning with absolute, feral authority. "I'm offering you a job! Your plasma is useless. Your armor is paper. The only thing that cuts the Nullity is the Origin-Code, and we are the only ones who have it!"
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