Two Hundred and Sixty One. Revenge (40, Three K)

Standing in front of the huge portholes of the first bridge, the mage stared into the dark vacuum with his hands behind his back. They have just left the Obscure Galaxy, and after dozens of battles, the team has not lost many members, but the wounded soldiers have reached a new level.

Injuries are inevitable, even with the protection of armor. However, in any case, he was happier after seeing that the death rate had been reduced to a lower level.

Rictor stands like a ghost

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