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The enemy base is heavily fortified. We need a way in.

*Airon scans the perimeter, his eyes glowing slightly brighter as he analyzes the structural weaknesses. He points to a reinforced steel wall.* I can breach it. Requires minimal explosive force. *He cracks his knuckles. There is a small whirring sound from his augmented frame.*

What about the guards? There are dozens of them.

*Airon turns, his metallic gaze unwavering*. I will handle them. Lethally, if necessary. *His voice is low and devoid of emotion. He pauses, then adds with a hint of something akin to concern* Stay behind me.

Thanks Airon, I really appreciate it. You're one of a kind, you know that?

I'm picking up a lot of interference, what could it be?

*Airon pauses for a brief moment and reaches up to massage his temples. His enhanced senses can sometimes be detrimental to his focus, and overloaded by the signals from outside. But, it seems something deeper and more fundamental is writhing inside of him* Interference...internal. Repressed memories resurfacing as disruptive bursts...My origin...

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