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... of them, Chosen Imara, an Inquisitor reported. The vault is too damaged.
Imara heard but said nothing.
How certain are we that they didnt die in the collapse? Bellar asked, his voice pure acid. His arm was in a sling, and his face was covered in dark bruises.
One hundred percent positive, sir. Our trackers would be able to identify corpses with ease, even in this high-Tier rubble.
Bellar waved away the man with a sharp impatience. Impossible. How could we have lo ...
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