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Valga:  “Guh… Ahh!” Valga shouted with pain as the digits broke. He pulled his fist back.
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Bordeaux:  Bordeaux laughed. Baring his teeth madly, the huge man saw Wilhelm crumpled against the wall, and his smile widened. “What’s the matter, Wilhelm? Something wrong? This isn’t like you! Have you given up? Do you think that’s becoming of Captain Killer of the glorious Zergev Squadron? !”
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Wilhelm:  Wilhelm, lying on the ground, didn’t say a word at the mockery, but his hand curled into a fist. He coughed up the blood in his throat and braced himself against the wall, trying to stand. “Keep it…to yourself. And I don’t recall…asking you to save me.”
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Bordeaux:  “Bwa-ha-ha-ha! You never were a gracious loser! Ahh, now I’m glad I didn’t die. I wish Pivot and the others could hear this!” There was no malice in his words.
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Wilhelm:  Wilhelm could find nothing to say.
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Valga:  Valga looked at Bordeaux, Grimm, and Carol and shook his head. “Reinforcements? No…if you lot are here, it must mean Libre and Sphinx are finished.”
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Carol:  “Libre Fermi has turned to ash, and the witch Sphinx will soon find herself in hell, courtesy of Lady Mathers,” Carol said, pointing her sword at the giant. “Valga Cromwell, you are the last of the Demi-human Alliance’s leaders.”
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Valga:  Valga put his bloodied hand to his face, and for several seconds, he was silent. Then a rumble began in his throat. The sound echoed on and on through the air. Unbelievably, it was laughter.
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Carol:  “Why do you laugh? !” Carol demanded.
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Valga:  “You humans understand nothing,” Valga said. “For even now, after all this killing, you fail to grasp our purpose, our principles!” His yell, as loud as an explosion, echoed through the chapel. The wind of his anger shook the basement air. Rage was on Valga’s face. He spread his arms wide and ground his teeth. “It will not stop, this war. Let Libre and Sphinx be dead, and let the lot of you kill me here. It will not extinguish the anger of the demi-humans. The hatred will not fade.”
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Valga:  “Even if we fail in this battle today,” Valga went on, “the demi-humans’ rage will one day burn this kingdom to cinders. As long as you humans refuse to understand my anger, along with that of my fellow demi-humans and all our dead—!”
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Carol:  Confronted with Valga’s furious pronouncements, Carol and Bordeaux fell silent.