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Rule 2. Beat up the Sky Knight's enemies with lightning!
Rule 3. Be careful not to zap yourself!
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I'm Mina, vice leader of the Sky Knights! One of my duties is to give guidance to the other members. Don't be shy—Ask for a hand any time you need it!
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To-do list: Get a new cauldron
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Yeah! Uh-huh! That's the spirit! I've been saving this happy little spell just for you! No way I'll mess this one up—just a little hocus, pocus, pow!
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"A spell for smiles? Can you teach me how to do it too?!"
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Core mutations have led to one new optimization after another. Arcane sorcerers can be divided into two groups: practitioners of the arts, and theorycrafters. Mechanized lifeforms fall in a unique space, as they are both. —'''Research Archives of the Sorcerer's Guild''', Vol. 2
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Ngh... Princesses aren't supposed to be spoilsports. To earn the people's love, you've gotta spread your own! So that's why I'm gonna find out what makes each and every person amazing!
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Reproduce, multiply, permeate every corner of the land! Surely even the gods would envy us. If you truly wish for this land to flourish, let us build.
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The celebrated dragon slayer was ordered to strike down another wicked beast. To him this was just a job, but to his wife it was just plain infidelity: "A-Adelle? What are you doing here?"
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"A shield to stop all swords," argued the shieldsmith.
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Because she cares, because she doesn't want him to be alone—she helps bring the hearts of the two together with her gentle touch.
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"Grrrrrah!" (Sneaking into another dragon's lair—you're cheating on me!)
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Wielding swords, overcoming storms, saving others, vanquishing monsters, and training diligently. The dragon finally trusts the girl as his partner. The two have bonded through friendship... Their journey begins here. —The Path to Adventure with Three, Plus One, Part 7
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Core mutations have led to one new discovery after another. The Bone Drone seeks revenge from beyond the grave, utilizing technology in order to exact vengeance with a new body.
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Core mutations have led to one new optimization after another. New methods of automation were born. The Robozombie—a way to employ the dead through machinery. So efficient that some are considering using it on the living. —'''A Necromancer's Secret Notes II'''
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The warrior entreated heaven for the power to save the weak. Receiving it, he spoke as a holy messenger:
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Core mutations have reached their zenith. On one hand, a mighty roar to govern all: Gullias. On the other, life breathes through an ancient warrior once more within a creation of steel. —Mechalab Sound Archives (File 003)
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I was spiteful. I was jealous. I wanted to erase you—surpass you.
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From within her heart, she sought the answers. The folly of humanity. The righteousness of humanity. Seeking to witness them herself, she continues her journey. As the answers are revealed, her heart beats on.
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What is the heart? What is its color, its shape, its taste? A man sought the answers to these questions maniacally, nay, pathologically. He created a doll with a heart—a human without a heart.
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