()||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏1>0,10</黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||<BIN>477</BIN><SE1>Heartbeat</SE1><睁眼>:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:On the brink of death, Morridow lies on the surgical table, holding her breath and not daring to make a sound.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...At least, not until that man speaks.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:A clean, slender hand takes hold of a somewhat dated record player, then guides the needle onto the surface of a vinyl record.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>GF_21summer_avg_Demon</BGM>:Shortly after, elegant, flowing music breaks the silence, filling the air all around and echoing in the confined space.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Those long, slender fingers are now grasping a surgical scalpel firmly, its translucent blade gleaming in the light.
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:...Father.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:Shh.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The man presses his index finger to his lips, cutting off Morridow's voice with some dissatisfaction. +The keen edge travels back and forth before Morridow, reflecting the light into her eyes, and she can't help but feel a slight chill.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:(Rustle)
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The scalpel's edge is as thin as a cicada's wing. It slices open her skin, and amidst the cool sensation, she can feel warm, fresh blood flowing down her cheeks.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:Nemhran says... you claim to have something important to report.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The man's voice is very quiet, as though what he was doing was a gentle, loving caress.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:You know that I hate wasting time.
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:...
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏2>:(Gulps) +Morridow swallows reflexively. +...She knows very well that making this request is a huge gamble. +But at the same time... she is certain that it will pay off.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||<BIN>477</BIN><黑屏2>:...Lunasia.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The sharp blade halts on Morridow's cheek. The wounds from earlier keep gushing blood, but none of it touches the scalpel.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:Where did you learn that name from?
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:...I saw her in person, Father.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Morridow forces down her fear and keeps the quavering from her voice.
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Please... give me a chance.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:Morridow musters the last of her strength and connects to the room's holographic projector.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>201</BIN><SE1>AVG_PPT_Switch</SE1><边框>2</边框><BGM>m_avg_labyrinth</BGM>:It is a familiar garden. Two indistinct figures sit side by side.
()<Speaker>???</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:You really do like this garden very much, considering how you come here to keep me company every day.
()<Speaker>???</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:My apologies... (Coughs) If only I wasn't so weak and feeble. You still have your own research, right? You don't need to keep worrying about me. Go do what you want to do.
()<Speaker>???</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:We're simply taking shelter here for a while. Once the storm passes, Father will surely bring us back.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>477</BIN><白屏2><SE1>AVG_Slap</SE1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:A resounding slap lands on Morridow's cheek, forcing her to stop her simulation.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||<BGM>GF_21summer_avg_Demon</BGM>:<size=50>THIS IS NOT SOMETHING YOU SHOULD SEE!!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Water_Drip</SE1>:Morridow dares not move, because the edge that could take her life at any moment is now pressed against her throat. +Blood keeps flowing... drop by drop.
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:...Of course not, Father.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Though she sounded confident enough in front of Gray... right now, the anxiety she feels is choking her. +Her life, or perhaps her death, is entirely at the whim of the person before her.
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:I have had the honor of speaking to her... more than once.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:Sister...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:The man mutters quietly, unconsciously letting go of Morridow's face. +His brain seems to be working rapidly, and multiple expressions cross his face in a short span of time.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:Is she still there?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:As she looks at the savage joy on the man's face, Morridow takes a deep breath to help preserve her calm.
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:She has already left— +But I know how to see her again.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Before his face can turn gloomy, she hastily adds that last line.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Rope</SE1>:The man violently grabs Morridow by the head and stares her dead in the eyes.
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:She holds her breath once again, meeting his gaze without flinching.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:After a brief moment of silence, the man slowly lets go.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:Make sure no one else learns of this.
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:...Of course. +I understand, Father.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:...Good.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:The man turns around and glances at a White Nyto behind him.
NPC-William(0)<Speaker>William?</Speaker>||:Send her to the modification chamber. I'll be there in a few minutes. +...Be honored. I have not performed a procedure myself in a long time.
()<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Thank you, Father...
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏2><SE1>AVG_door_elecport</SE1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:Morridow is almost dragged out of the room by the Nyto. +Her head droops weakly, and strands of her hair obscure her face. +Nobody can see her smile.
()<Speaker>M4A1</Speaker>||:...If that's your wish, I can fulfill it.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Morridow closes her eyes, and in the darkness she sees M4 smiling at her, her face full of pity.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><BIN>455</BIN><SE1>AVG_The_Division_Baggage_bomb_Activation</SE1>:Click.
XM8MOD(0)<Speaker>XM8</Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_NightOPS</BGM>:Um... This is the last place.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1>:After turning off the offline map in her hand, XM8 carefully severs the security circuits in the power distributor before her. Holding her little knife in her teeth, she sticks a bomb onto the device.
XM8MOD(0)<Speaker>XM8</Speaker>||:<color=#A9A9A9>Miss Persica is amazing... I didn't think this offline map could actually simulate the layout of the power plant.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Also, if one thinks about it, it would be practically impossible for her as a single individual to paralyze an entire power plant... +Yet the pulse bombs provided by Persica have made the impossible possible.
Nyto(1)<Speaker>Black Nyto</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_21Winter_FT_Heel</SE1>:...
XM8MOD(0)<Speaker>XM8</Speaker>||:...!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:As the patrolling footsteps draw close, XM8 pulls her entire body behind cover. +Behind her, the white troopers and their accompanying Nyto march primly down their patrol route. XM8 watches their backs nervously until they vanish completely from view. Only then does she dare stick her head out.
XM8MOD(0)<Speaker>XM8</Speaker>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:<color=#A9A9A9>...I'd have been dead if they had found me.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The security at the power plant is tighter than she imagined.
XM8MOD(0)<Speaker>XM8</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:She briefly glances downward. +There are less than five minutes until the detonation of the first bombs she planted.
XM8MOD(0)<Speaker>XM8</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:Chessmaster here, the mission will be complete in five minutes. Over.
()<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:<color=#00CCFF>Umbrella copies.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1>:Right, that's taken care of... +XM8 takes a deep breath. +The detonation is only the beginning. She's going to make this place the world's messiest battlefield and stand her ground for as long as she can.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏2><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:This game of chess will be her masterpiece.
()||<白屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<白屏2><BIN>460</BIN><common_effect>%%code=CJ_WC_piaofu%%</common_effect><BGM>GF_22W_SFX_chant</BGM>:...In Avernus' main hall. +Ethereal singing fills the air.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:Through me the way into the city of miserable melancholy, +Through me the way into the tower of utmost delight, +Through me the way into the doomed masses.
Nyto(2)<Speaker>Black Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||:Two suns, each illuminating a path.
NytoWhite(1)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||:The path of the mundane world, and the path of the merciful Father.
NytoWhite(1)<Speaker>Black/White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>;Nyto(2)<Position>0,50</Position><同时点亮>||:Sanctum turned into the Devil's pit, the scales into an alter, drenched in sinners' blood. +Each Fury with her nails was tearing at her breast; they smote them with their hands, and cried so loud.
NPC-MrsGray(0)<Speaker></Speaker>||:...
NPC-MrsGray(8)<Speaker>Gray</Speaker>||:When half way through the journey of our life, +Through this Heaven and Hell art we led,
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:Thou wast made before I unmade. +The anguish thou art in perchance withdraws thee from my memory. +We shall be together, in neither Heaven nor Hell, neither cursed nor redeemed. I did not die, nor yet remained alive.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The amassed Nytos gather around the faint light pouring on that fiendish-looking statue. Led by Nemhran, their voices blend into a chorus. +Even the maniacal, thoughtless Narciss is quiet and subdued here. +This is an occasion where no disturbance or disruption is permitted.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:As the gathered Nytos pray, Nemhran lifts her eyes slightly toward the spiral staircase above her— +Morridow is there, covered in blood, being helped up its steps by a pair of Nytos.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:<color=#A9A9A9>Looks like she survived...</color> +<color=#A9A9A9>...Father is truly merciful.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Nemhran looks away from them and gazes thoughtfully at the statue before her. +Today, the headless goddess points toward the light, just like every other day.
NytoWhite(1)<Speaker>Black/White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>;Nyto(2)Position>0,50</Position><同时点亮>||:Merciful Father, bring us—
NPC-MrsGray(0)<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>460</BIN><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><Night><SE1>AVG_Power_Down</SE1><SE1>AVG_21Winter_Open_Light</SE1>:Snap. +Suddenly, an ominous humming interrupts the prayer. +The black and white Nytos rise to their feet one after the other, looking around at their surroundings, which have been deprived of their illumination for some unknown reason.
NPC-MrsGray(8)<Speaker>Gray</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_ElecSpace</SE1><BGM>10106</BGM>:...An alert? What happened?
NPC-Bramedb(6)<Speaker>Bramedb</Speaker>||:It's the power station.
NytoWhite(1)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||<SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1>:Big Sisters... +Intruders have appeared on the platform!
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:Narciss.
Narciss(2)<Speaker>Narciss</Speaker>||<震屏3>:...Heh, <size=50>HAHAHAHA!</size> +<size=50>Good, good, I was getting bored of this anyway!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>RunStep</SE1>:Upon receiving Nemhran's go-ahead, the already-antsy Narciss takes off her mask to reveal the crazed look on her face before she runs out of the main hall.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<关闭蒙版><BIN>9</BIN><SE1>AVG_The_Division_Baggage_bomb_Activation</SE1>:Beep.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Shield_Startup</SE1><黑屏2><BIN>460</BIN><common_effect>%%code=CJ_WC_piaofu%%</common_effect>:After a brief warning chime, the backup power supply kicks in, and the hall returns to its original state.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:Do not worry.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Nemhran's quiet command instantly quells the uneasy Nytos.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:This was expected... Were you hoping that these bothersome flies would do nothing but buzz around before our eyes?
NPC-MrsGray(8)<Speaker>Gray</Speaker>||:...
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:I detected 14 Dolls before this. +The one at the power plant is...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_keyboardtype_sci</SE1>:Whoosh—+In an instant, the data on Tactical Doll XM8 enters all the Nytos' virtual cognition images. +From her model number, to her Imprinted weapon, her tactical inclinations, her service history... it's all there.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:There is no need to panic. +She is merely a capering clown.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Nemhran glances at the Nyto next to her casually and beckons at her. +The White Nyto obediently steps up.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:The backup power supply will last one hour. +It is more than enough to eliminate this Doll. Send your people over.
NytoWhite(1)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||:Yes, it shall be done.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:Also... once it's done, eliminate all the personnel involved and have them replaced. +We do not keep failures here.
NytoWhite(1)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||:Yes...
NPC-MrsGray(8)<Speaker>Gray</Speaker>||:...I will take responsibility for handling this matter.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:Of course you will.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Nemhran looks disdainfully at Gray.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:As for the other units... Report to me immediately once the battle begins. +I will be sharing information in real-time.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Nemhran looks around at everyone.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:Leave only one survivor. As for the rest—kill them all.
NPC-MrsGray(8)<Speaker>Gray</Speaker>||:...Understood.
NPC-Bramedb(6)<Speaker>Bramedb</Speaker>||:Got it.
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:This may be your last chance, Gray. +...Cherish it.
NPC-MrsGray(8)<Speaker>Gray</Speaker>||:...
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏2><关闭蒙版>:Gray closes her eyes. +In the darkness before her is Grig, so pale that she is nearly translucent, lying in a repair tank.
NPC-MrsGray(8)<Speaker>Gray</Speaker>||:Grig...
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>460</BIN><common_effect>%%code=CJ_WC_piaofu%%</common_effect>:She mutters to herself as she leaves the hall.
NPC-Bramedb(6)<Speaker>Bramedb</Speaker>||:How sad~
NPC-Nemhran(3)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:As for the rest of you—resume your prayers! +<size=50>Did anyone say you could stop?</size>
NytoWhite(1)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake>||:...!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:At Nemhran's command, the low-ranking Nytos who did not receive any orders return to their places hastily.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>9</BIN><关闭蒙版><黑屏2>:And on the tower platform not far from this place, the curtains rise on a bloody massacre.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><黑屏2><BIN>483</BIN>:...On the tower platform, Avernus.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_21Winter_FT_Heel</SE1><BGM>10220</BGM>:The hollow-eyed Nytos pace out their patrol route like marionettes.
Nyto(1)<Speaker>Black Nyto</Speaker>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:...
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>;Nyto(1)||:How many aircrafts were there in the captured outpost?
NytoWhite(0)<Position>0,50</Position>;Nyto(1)<Speaker>Black Nyto</Speaker>||:We are taking stock now, but there were at least six of them. However, some of them were destroyed. We can't sync our information at the moment...
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>;Nyto(1)||:...
NytoWhite(0)<Position>0,50</Position>;Nyto(1)<Speaker>Black Nyto</Speaker>||:Do you think the intruders will enter the towers?
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||:How likely do you think it is that people willingly go to their deaths?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:There is a hint of disdain in the White Nyto's voice.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||:It would obviously save us the effort of finding them if they come walking in themselves. +The secrets of Avernus must never be revealed. Even if they did not come, our sisters would not permit them to leave with our secrets.
Nyto(1)<Speaker>Black Nyto</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:The Black Nyto nods in understanding.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||:Have you finished your patrol?
Nyto(1)<Speaker>Black Nyto</Speaker>||:Yes. This is the 327th one today. No abnormalities found.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||:Then—
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The White Nyto nods, then just as she is about to turn and leave—
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Rope</SE1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:Whoosh— +A hand suddenly reaches out from beyond the edge of the platform like an earthbound spirit, closing around the Black Nyto's ankle.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>9</BIN><SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=2%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:Before she can cry out, she is forcefully flung off the platform and into the abyss.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:—?!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The White Nyto witnesses the whole thing, but just as she is about to cry out—
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Cut_Watermelon</SE1><白屏2><震屏3><BGM>10051</BGM>:There is a flash of dazzling white, and a pillar of light rises from below, instantly piercing her throat.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=2%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake><SE1>AVG_XXS_kick</SE1>:She tumbles to the side, like a puppet whose strings have been cut, and falls from the platform.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Right after that, two girls in black haul themselves up from the edge of the platform.
()||<黑屏1>:
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||<黑点2><BIN>483</BIN>:We've reached the platform.
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker><Shake>0.1</Shake>||:Man, I'm beat... How come THEY get the aircrafts while we have to climb all the way up?!
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||:...Cut the crap. It's time to work.
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker>||:Yup... You're right. ♪
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_weapon_reload</SE1>:Architect grins as she loads the cannon she's holding.
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker>||:Ferrum to Unicorn, we've reached the platform. +Preparing to fire—
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Explode</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=3%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:Kaboom—
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake>||:<size=50>W-we're under attack!!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Gatling_gun</SE1><震屏3>:<size=50>Bang, bang, bang!!</size> +The Nytos patrolling the platform are suddenly under attack. In a panic, they try to counterattack, but they are promptly shredded by the heavy bombardment of ordnance from above.
()<Speaker>UMP45</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:<color=#00CCFF>Unicorn copies... Oh, you piece of work. Don't just start shooting before I even send an acknowledgement.</color>
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||:Enemies at 1 o'clock have all been eliminated.
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker>||:Yaaay! What difference does it make? It all ends up the same anyway! Hahahaha!!!
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||:Get back behind cover.
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>RunStep</SE1><BIN>484</BIN><黑点2>:The ferocious fire abates, and their nimble figures roll behind the transport truck they're using for cover.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<震屏3><SE1>Explode</SE1>:BOOM!!! +Amidst the glow of the explosions, they stand back to back, holding a cannon and gunbow respectively.
()<Speaker>UMP45</Speaker>||:<color=#00CCFF>Oh, well... Not like it's a bad thing.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Umbrella and Nitrogen have begun their infiltration. Hang in there.</color>
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker>||:No problem! I guarantee aaaalll~ eyes will be on us!
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||:Don't get careless!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Gunfire</SE1>:After their initial panic, the Paradeus forces respond quickly and immediately surround the two intruders. +However, even in the face of so many enemies, the laughing Doll and her grim-faced partner simply raise their weapons and generously baptize their opponents in flames.
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||:Start by taking out the heavy weapons on the platforms! +All we can count on here is a firepower advantage!
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker>||:Got it!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_weapon_reload</SE1>:Architect licks her lips and lifts her cannon. +After a round of fire, she takes aim again, but not at the enemy or their aircrafts. +Instead—
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Explode</SE1><震屏3>:<size=50>Boom!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Explode</SE1><震屏3>:<size=50>Boom!!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Explode</SE1><震屏3>:<size=50>Boom!!!</size>
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||:Where the hell are you shooting?!
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker>||:At the tower entrance, of course! +Take that out first and their reinforcements won't be able to get out here so easily!
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||:...!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_lifttable</SE1><震屏3>:Before Gager can object, Architect's bombardment has already collapsed the passage that was originally meant for transport trucks. +The white troopers and Nytos who couldn't flee in time have been buried under the metal and rubble.
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker>||:That should buy us at least another five minutes, right?
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||:You...
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:This is Ferrum, no high-ranking Nytos sighted on the platform.
()<Speaker>UMP45</Speaker>||:<color=#00CCFF>Unicorn copies. Don't lower your guard.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>They should have aircrafts inside the towers.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Reinforcements should be arriving soon.</color>
()<Speaker>UMP9</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:<color=#00CCFF>Which high-ranking Nyto do you think will show up?</color>
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||:...If it's Grig or Gray, we can handle them. +Bramedb is even less of an issue. We're not so weak that electronic disruption would cripple us.
()<Speaker>UMP9</Speaker>||:<color=#00CCFF>Haha, then I hope you don't draw the worst card.</color>
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker>||:It'll be fine, I've always been confident in my luck! +Besides, even if they come from above, I'll shoot them down before they land—!!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<震屏3><SE1>Explode</SE1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><BIN>183</BIN>:Boom!!!
()||<白屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_whitenoise</SE1><白屏2><BIN>484</BIN>:Pzzt... Pzzzt... +A sound that is a hundred times louder than Architect's shells shakes them so hard that even their comms emit the sound of electrical static in protest.
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker><Shake>0.1</Shake>||:...Hm?!
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake>||:Urgh...!!!
()<Speaker>UMP45</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:<color=#00CCFF>...Ferrum? What happened?</color>
BOSS-9(0)<Speaker>Architect</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Explosion</SE1><BGM>10227</BGM><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=4%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:A powerful explosion sweeps away the piles of twisted steel and debris in front of the passage. The flying metal sheets and rocks crush the white forces and Nytos in front of Architect and Gager. +Not even in their wildest dreams did they expect to be attacked from behind while they were focused on dealing with the enemy. +...But this is not a planned ambush. It is merely "her" kicking a bothersome obstacle out of the way.
BOSS-7(0)<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||:...Squad Ferrum has encountered a high-ranking Nyto.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_weapon_reload</SE1>:Ka-clack. +The cannon and gunbow reload at the same time, and the Dolls turn to face "her" with a grave look on their faces.
()<Speaker>UMP9</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:<color=#00CCFF>...How did they respond so soon?!</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Who is it? Is it Gray? Grig? Or Bramedb?!</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_XXS_kick</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:Tap.
Narciss(2)<Speaker>Narciss</Speaker>||:It stinks... It stinks of intruders...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The petite Nyto leisurely strolling down the slope from the tower entrance surveys the ragged battlefield before her. +In the end, her murderous gaze turns to the two S.F. Dolls standing side by side.
Narciss(2)<Speaker>Narciss</Speaker>||:Is it you? Are you the maggots who dared disturb Big Sister's rest?
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker>Gager</Speaker><Position>0,120</Position>||<BIN>9</BIN><黑点2>:...It's Narciss.
()||<黑点1>: