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The mission ended hours ago. Archibald Grims is dead, and Rai doesn't regret it one bit.
Now... he stands in the hangar, looking up at the Vanishing Trooper, the Huckebein, the machine that he lost his hand to, and then ended his vendetta with. "It's just another machine, after all... just like a Gespenst, or the R-2." He places his prosthetic hand against it. "I guess you've made it up to me anyways."
Now... he stands in the hangar, looking up at the Vanishing Trooper, the Huckebein, the machine that he lost his hand to, and then ended his vendetta with. "It's just another machine, after all... just like a Gespenst, or the R-2." He places his prosthetic hand against it. "I guess you've made it up to me anyways."