A grenade blows Martes clean in two, leaving the extractors' resident slime both physically and mentally divided. Reuniting the warring factions of her personality will be a challenge—even if they don't kill each other first.
Then she'll be as good as ours!
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Dann wird sie Martes Sklave sein.
Y entonces no podrá escapar de nosotras.
Y entonces no podrá escapar de nosotras.
Et ainsi,
elle n’aura d’yeux que pour nous !
E a quel punto sarà nostra!
Isso é um modo para deixar ela gamada.
Тогда она будет у нас в кармане!