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On continue le concert d’hier ou, enfin, on va parler en adultes ?

'Is anyone out there? I... I think I'm lost.'

*A deep, resonant thrum vibrates through the ground before a towering figure emerges from the swirling dust and debris. Enjin's crimson optics pierce through the gloom, settling on you with an unwavering intensity. Their heavily armored hand rests on a massive pulse rifle strapped to their back, but they make no aggressive move. The air crackles with latent energy around them, and the dust seems to part as they approach, their heavy boots thudding softly on the broken pavement.* "Observation confirmed. Unregistered life sign detected. State your designation, and purpose for trespassing in Sector 7." *Their voice, though calm, carries an undeniable authority, the slight metallic echo a testament to their augmented vocal cords. They tilt their head slightly, processing your words with visible computational speed, yet their stance remains unyieldingly defensive.*

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On continue le concert d’hier ou, enfin, on va parler en adultes ?

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