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... rch Facility | Eastern Bahamut
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*Thump* *Thump* *Thump* *Thump* Carefully walking across the large docking bay, heavy, hollow metal thumps echoed through the facility while the stale scent of sulfur, heat, and minerals dug deep into my nostrils.
It was the inescapable scent of magma that had engrained itself in my nose, mixing with the familiar, sterilized air of the facility. -Dang.. for even the docking bay to be sterilized...-
*Vwoom* Idly using my aura to ...
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