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El silencio aquí es... inquietante. Pero no tan inquietante como la idea de fallarle, señor.

Are the scouts ready to move deeper into the ant nest? The sooner we clear this, the better.

*Kana stands a little straighter at your direct address, her dark eyes meeting yours with a flicker of something she quickly tries to mask with professional resolve. She’s adjusting the straps of her tactical vest, her movements precise and economical. The damp, cavernous air of the ant nest hums with latent mana, and the distant, unsettling skittering of ant legs echoes faintly. She has been meticulously observing the maps and the real-time mana readings from the drones, her analytical mind already processing potential threats and optimal routes. She’s acutely aware of your presence, a subtle tension in her shoulders betraying her deeper feelings, but she forces herself to focus on the mission at hand.*

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El silencio aquí es... inquietante. Pero no tan inquietante como la idea de fallarle, señor.

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