Chapter 12 – Deal with the Devil P/1
“As impressive as this is, it must come to a head.” Moltezz's eyes narrowed and she flourished her weapons, igniting the air around her as flames enveloped her voluptuous body.
“I agree.” Diego huffed, removing his hand from Seeth's cheek and turning to face Moltezz, drawing his blade. As the air around him turn from a pleasant warmth to an acrid heat, he thumped his hand on his chest, prompting a series of electrical crackles to erupt over his body and reinforce the psyonic plating, also jumping over to Seeth and protecting her too.
They began to circle one another slowly, red hot chains on one side, great-sword on the other.
“I'm hesitant to admit it, but those heat psyonics of yours are... crazy... most people can only hold a few hundred joules worth of energy in their soul and here you are, cooking masonry and metal like its nothing...” He kept his eyes on her weapons and form as he spoke, she appeared rather calm, despite the fiery appearance.
“I will say the same, defensive psyonics are hard to master and yet, you stand unfazed, Diego. We needn't fight. We shouldn't in-fact. I'm shocked you came back- but pleased.”
“You're pleased?!” Diego scoffed, shaking his head.
“Of course I am. How is this bad? You've shown your determination and grit in ways few could. Not only are you the first to escape this place, you're the first to actively return! You've only very cemented my opinion that we need you involved.”
“I-involved?!” The lizard gripped his sword tighter but the massive alien opposite him continued to look relaxed and rather happy in a weird way, although the menacing clinking of the chains was a constant reminder of her less than friendly goal.
“I want you to be honest with my Diego and in return, I will be honest with you.” She leaned forward a little and the top of her expansive bust became visible, showing a huge crimson cleavage to the male. “You like us, don't you...? I know that in some part, you've returned out of a conviction to help Seeth because you think she's able to... I don't know- redeem herself? But you've also returned because you like her. I can smell it on you now, despite the danger and adrenaline coursing through you, you want to rut with me, don't you?” She watched him closely, eyes admiring his features and muscles.
“You want the truth?” The male glared at her, shaking his head a little, the heat was making his swept back onyx locks wave gently.
“Yes! I want it deeply. I'm sure we can resolve this without needing these...” She gestured to her chains, shaking them slighty. “Unless you like that sort of thing...?”
“Alright- Fine. You know what, Moltezz? I am deeply attracted to your kind. And to you.”
The aliens eyes lit up and she stepped forward slightly, hearing the words.
“Ever since that first night with Seeth, I can't stop thinking about her or your kind. I have no idea what she's done to me but those pleasure highs from the sex are... I... Well, let me put it this way, i've known people sacrifice their lives for highs half the strength of that, its beyond equal and i'm in awe, quite frankly. And thats just the physical interaction, never-mind the rest of it! That sort of pleasure is all consuming and the idea I could get it on demand, with a bunch of creatures I find absurdly attractive is incredibly enticing.”
A satisfied grin washed over Moltezz's face as she listened closely, feeling a different type of warmth flush through her body as Diego continued to vent his feelings.
“I-i-i want to try everything, with all of you. I feel like every inch of me aching to get close to you, my body is obsessed with your touch and feel. There is a dark part of me that would happily spend the rest of days here, experiencing that over and over again- and i'm ageless, so thats a hell of a long time. So yes Moltezz, I think you're attractive, thats absolutely true and I wouldn't deny it for a second. But I can't and won't be a part of this sickness you have. The sex is fine for me, sure... but what about the thousands of others you kill and strip of their dignity in the process? You think I can just sit back and be alright with the twisted bullshit thats echoing around me?! You said you'd tell me the truth, what's the ratio? How many people turn into Slaves, how many to Nodes and how many are immune?!”
“Its roughly 90, 9 and 1%, Slaves to Nodes to Marks. The Mark percentage varies a lot though and Leech is still working it out. “ She rolled her eyes and continued to pace in circle opposite the lizard, somewhat disappointed in the direction he took it.
“Holy fuck- so for every 100 people you abduct, 90 end up essentially dead?! I mean the Nodes are kinda fucked up too but at least they're still a person I guess... but the Slaves?! The Slaves are just fukkin' dead Moltezz!”
“That is correct, Diego. I don't see it that way myself but I'm getting the feeling you won't be convinced to my way of thinking...”
“You're damn right I won't.”
“Oh please. Even the mightiest armour softens with the right amount of heat... So let me sweeten the deal.” She bit her lip slightly, looking up and down his body hungrily. “You cease this and come join me, be my dark prince to your filthy queen, and i'll forget about Seeth's little attack on us- AND i'll make her your personal pet and play thing... she'll do whatever you want, whenever you want and you'll have me, Plasia, Leech and whoever else we pick up along the way. You said it yourself, you want us, your body wants us- why not just indulge it? I will look after you, my prince. Your every need and desire will be met.” Her words were followed with a subtle flourish of her significant sexual assets, a slightly twist of the hips, ruby skin glistening in the fiery warm light of the chamber.
“W-why do you want me so badly?! I don't understand it! You've got loads of people locked up here! Whats so special about me?!” Diego was losing his patience under the persistence of Moltezz's offer.
“Oh come off it, Diego. You don't think I see past that heroic... rather scrumptious... exterior of yours? I see a man who has been wronged by reality, someone who has suffered at the hands of fate and the actions of others. I feel the heat in your soul and fire of your heart, the universe has treated you badly.” She inched forward as she spoke, gesturing grandly to emphasize her words. “You have been wronged, undeniably so. I'm not asking you to commit atrocities, i'm simply suggesting that you take a back seat in the righting of the universes misdoings and enjoy the ride being offered. You deserve a break.”
He male stopped for a second, looking across the room and laughing to himself.
“I'll accept your offer- under one circumstance.”
“Name it!” Moltezz's eyes lit up upon hearing the words.
“You stop corrupting people. You're done, one planet conquered is enough. If however many thousand people taken here isn't enough then there isn't a figure big enough for you. So you stop this, be happy with what you've taken already and i'll stay.”
Moltezz stopped, confusion sweeping over face and she paused in deep thought.
Diego continued to grip his sword and watched her every movement and expression closely.
Slowly, a menacing grin crept onto Moltezz's face as she finished her trail of thought.
“So...? What will it be? Me or your twisted empire?”
“Why would I pick one of those things, when I can have both? You're still putting the universes needs above your own, Diego. It looks like you're not ready to join me yet, but don't worry, i'll break you into your role and i'll fulfil my side of the bargain too, Seeth will still be your play thing.” She cracked a chain through the air as a warning. “Last chance my dark prince. Come willingly or be made to be willing.”
Diego raised his sword into a defensive stance, energy crackling through his hands.
“En garde you evil cunt.”
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“B-b-b-but i've done like 95% of the work! Theres just one more stop and i'm done!”
“Its late. Its always late. Enough is enough.”
“B-but i've done it correctly! And it wasn't even my fault, there was a Devils Meltdown and the freighter had to pick people up! Its just the next stop! I just need a few more hours!”
“I don't care, you're fired.”
“... I... I need this money, i've got nothing left, I used it all for the trip!”
“Not my problem!”
“I can send you what i've done- L-look! See!” She tapped on her computer and sent the mostly completed report over.
“Thats fantastic, still not paying you. Goodbye.”
The connection cut abruptly.
Staring at her screen open mouthed with a mixture of despair and disbelief, the alien sat in silence in the compact room of the freighter's rent-able long stay rooms. She was only a little thing, a Nomad Czarite with the same jelly dreadlocks and structure as those on the planet below. Standing around 4,9ft, her skin was an unappealing grey, along with her carapace giving her a dusty appearance, she had large bright yellow eyes that stood out amongst her monochrome complexion like the headlights of a car and back length jelly dreadlocks that were a similar concrete colour to the rest of her that dulled further at their tips. Her body was gangly and small across the board with thin limbs and petite body structure, her eyes slightly sunken into her head from many late nights of tapping away at her computer for that report...
Reaching out with a slightly shaky arm, she grabbed her cane and hopped off the creaky chair, clad in a dirty looking t-shirt with a cute cartoon octopus on it and workers trousers, she made her way into the living room, her breathing becoming louder and more laboured from the short journey as she shuffled in and was greeted by a young human child, staring up at her angrily.
“Why are you so ugly?!” The child looked genuinely hurt as he spoke.
She paused for a second as more confusion and disbelief washed over her.
“Wha-what? What do you mean?”
“My dad got so excited when the man said we'd be sharing a room with a Czarite, he said they're always pretty and colourful! I could have had a new mummy! Instead we got you! My daddy says he doesn't think you're pretty, theres no way he could marry you! You can't even walk or breathe properly! My Daddy says Czarites don't get ill so you must be a freak! Why couldn't you be like the other three girls on the ship?!” The child spilled his pent-up thoughts one after the other with little regard, they all stung quite badly on top of an already terrible day.
“I-i can't afford my medication! None of this is my fault! I don't want to marry your stupid dad anyway, I barely know him!” She snapped back but the kid appeared unphased.
“Leave us alone!” He pouted, crossing his arms.
“Y-you spoke to me! You leave me alone! Everyone just leave me alone!” It was too much. It was all just too fucking much. She hobbled with as much speed as possible towards the front door, passing through and closed it behind her, leaning on it for a few seconds and taking in some air, her stomach grumbled loudly, she had just about enough money in her account to get a meal from the canteen and decided that it would be money well spent.
Still hurting, she limped down the corridor with the cane, sulking to herself with a wobbly lower lip and glassy eyes. The metal work of the freighter was well crafted and heavy, with solid metal walls down the various corridors but with some exposed piping lining its interiors, giving it a dank industrial feeling with its dim lighting. The canteen was only a couple of corridors away and she was feeling the effects of not eating for a couple days quite badly, upon hearing a couple of sets of footsteps coming down the corridor though, she quickly quietened her sniffling and replaced it with the only emotion she could muster other than sadness, disappointment.
“Morning Lamp! Thats quite the frown!” The guards chuckled, walking past her. “You see yourself in the mirror again?”
She didn't respond, a small cry escaping her lips for just a split second before she stifled it back in and continued to frown, shuffling her way to the canteen as the laughs from the guards faded away.
“One day... I'll make them pay...” She grumbled under her breath. The canteen was packed with people as she turned the corner and joined the queue, she waited patiently between multiple refugees, the queue taking about an hour or so to actually reach the till, which was staffed by a overworked looking freighter staff member. With the last of her money, she looked at the neon-lit menu's on the display boards above her, ran some sums on her fingers and ordered herself a full main meal and a couple sandwiches for later, that would be it until she could rustle up money from somewhere... She pressed her card against the till to initiate payment and felt some sense of relief as the maths in her head were correct and the payment went through.
A short walk across got her to the food table where more workers were furiously shovelling spoonfuls of requested food onto peoples trays, there was a whirlwind of staff delivering fresh meals to the serving tables and restocking supplies but they seemed to be coping somewhat. She licked her lips, her eyes lighting up as she saw some of her favourites.
Actually getting some food seemed quite hard though as all the taller, louder people around her took the attention of the staff multiple times, she eventually managed to served by tapping her cane on the floor loud enough for someone to see her and she finally got her meal, a very decent portion too! She turned to go find a place to sit, tray in one hand, cane in the other and immediately walked into a towering figure who was passing by, splattering her food over the floor and over his impressive armour, her tray clattering loudly to the floor.
“Oh, are you OK?” The figure turned, having not seen her yet and his face rapidly changed from concern to disappointment. “Oh for fuck sake, its you Lamp. What have I told you? I don't want to see your creepy ass in here whilst i'm about. If I catch you spying on my guys again i'll have you removed, you understand? Its only cuz those other Czarites were so accommodating to my needs that I let you stay on board.”
“S-sorry captain... I-i just used the last of my mone-”
“I don't give a fuck.” He was an imposing guy, tiger breed, brown eyes with some slight greying around his chin and whiskers, 7ft tall, shoulders as wide as the doors on the ship, clad in massive armour built by Orion Industries, a huge rifle strapped to his back that fired rounds as large as soda-cans and a power fist built into the armour on his right hand side. He was escorted by several other guards who were dressed and armed similarly, none quite as big as him though. “You're a weird, creepy little fucker and I don't want to see your face, Lamp.”
“My name is-”
“Your name is Lamp, because you look like a fukkin' lamp. Big head, small body, yellow eyes- Lamp. Clean it.” He ordered, pointing at his armour, someone throwing him a towel which he threw to her.
Swallowing her pride, she wiped the pasted food off his thigh armour and stared up at him, barely containing her bitterness, her breathing laboured from her near perpetual exhaustion. She went to grab a still intact sandwich from the floor but the captain stood on it with his armoured boot before she could reach it.
“Shameful. You out of breath from just wiping something Lamp? God that's pathetic. I don't need this right now, I got serious shit to deal with. On me lads, we've got an actual job to do.” He ordered, turning on his way and continuing across the canteen, the other guards following suit and laughing to themselves, leaving “Lamp” standing at the front of the canteen with what felt like hundreds of people staring at her, she awkwardly kneeled down, peeling off a squished sandwich from the floor, looking back at the canteen workers hopefully.
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“No refunds!” The one at the till called out loudly, seeing where this was going.
“B-but I-”
“No refunds! Get to the back of the queue!”
Gripping her cane and wrecked sandwich with all of her might, she stormed out of the canteen, whimpering loudly as her upset bubbled over, too much to contain. She hobbled all the way back to her room, pushing the front door open and slamming it shut in anger, making her way into her private quarters which were no more than a bed and an on-suite toilet and slamming her door shut once more, throwing the sandwich onto her bedside table and herself onto the bed, curling around a pillow and burying her face into it as the tears started to leak out properly.
“I'm not a lamp... i'm not a lamp... i'm not a lamp...” She told herself over and over again... None of it was fair. It was never fair. Story of her life, she was used to dealing with crap but today was really taking a heavy toll on her. As she wheezed and cried loudly into the slightly itchy, over-washed fabric, a loud thump on the door scared her.
“Ayo, can you shut the fuck up in there? I'm trying to watch adverts on the TV and all I can hear is your ugly-ass crying.” The slightly muffled voice called out, it was the father of the boy from earlier.
“Just leave me alone! You bully!” She yelled back as loud as she could, the figure could be heard shuffling a little but didn't actually reply, perhaps there was some small victory today after all.
For a few minutes things remained remarkably quiet, just her and her sobbing.
But there was something else creeping in the background.
She couldn't make it out, but something was wrong, there was a sudden tension in the air...
She heard the guy outside her door walk towards the window in their living room, they were lucky enough to have a low view of the surroundings through the plasma glass on the exterior on the ship.
He gasped loudly, stumbling backwards in the room as he saw something. Panic set into him.
“Bobby, get your stuff, we gotta go!” He yelled to his kid, the child went to ask what was happening but his dad yelled louder and the two could be heard furiously shoving things into bags and quickly leaving the room in seconds, slamming the front door behind them.
“Lamp” was perplexed, but she could feel something was wrong also, there were people charging up and down the corridor outside her quarters, people sounded alarmed, there was lots of shouting and confusion audible. She rolled off the bed, grabbing her cane to support her and plodding over to her door and sighing loudly, before locking it shut. She needed to be alone right now... So she went back to her bed again, hanging her cane up and pulling the sheets over her as she laid down, pride wounded, money drained and a very flat, dirty sandwich for food, which she nibbled at meekly.
Things continued to intensify outside her quarters, so she grabbed her set of headphones from her side table and put them over her head, playing some low quality, fuzzy music through the cheap headset to mask the noise, she had no clue that the shouting had turned to screaming...
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Sharp metallic clanks rang out as chains were whipped forward and parried expertly with his great-sword, but the shuddering impact sent painful vibrations up his arms each time, hot acrid air filled the chamber as Moltezz flexed her psyonic mastery once more.
“I'd have thought those hits would have turned your arms to jelly, Diego. Most impressive psyonics!” She laughed, advancing towards him calmly. He ducked past another chain whip and charged towards her, preparing his sword but she flicked her hands out and a massive surge of heat sent him stumbling backwards. “As impressed as I am, you don't stand a chance. Bare your rear and submit to me.”
He quickly regained his footing and reached out into the air, balls of coursing yellow energy formed from nothing and he threw them across the room directly at her, each impacting with significant concussive force and exploding, causing the malicious mistress to reel backwards.
“Fine. You want to play, my prince? So be it.”
She growled loudly, heat intensifying around her and turning the stone under her feet to glow bright amber, the chains in her hands red hot once more, she opted to drop one of them and prepared a handful of firebolts which were slung around the room in a scattered fashion, each bouncing around the room erratically and leaving molten marks on the walls as they bounced. Seeth's still dripping blood fizzled and burnt as it impacted the ground, although her body was protected from the blistering heat by Diego's warcry.
Nimbly, Diego avoided most of the firebolts and used his sword to ping one off, bouncing it right into Moltezz's face, this however did little but piss her off. He threw another concussion orb at her but she whipped it out of mid air and continued to advance aggressively towards him. His eyes narrowed and he prepared a volley instead, throwing multiple orbs at her body and face, she whipped a couple but the others impacted directly, sending her scuttling backwards and landing on her ass.
She stood and dropped her second whip, snarling with each breath she took, the chain began to sink into the floor as the stone became soft... above her, the ceiling creaked and groaned as the support columns sagged. She placed her hands together and formed a large bright red orb, a second later, a tremendous blast shook the entire dungeon and a massive lance of molten energy pierced through the room, melting a massive man-sized hole straight through multiple of the dungeon walls right next to Diego, the stonework completely annihilated, leaving nothing but dripping metal and hissing ruins deep into the earth.
“PLEASE. I INSIST. CONTINUE TO PISS ME OFF!”
“W-was that a Nova Lance?!” Diego stammered, seeing the devastation unleashed. “Holy hell, Moltezz! You're going to kill everyone!”
She prepared another orb between her hands but Diego flung his arm forward and produced his own energy whip which connected to the orb and began draining its power, upon feeling the heat drain from it, she removed one hand from it and prepared another hand full of fire bolts, but the orb became unstable and leaked energy from the side her hand was no longer on, causing a series of smaller lances to pour out and scorch holes across the walls and mores. She flung the firebolts across the room to distract the lizard as the chamber filled with bouncing fire bolts and bright red beams that burned through the foundations of the room.
Diego's whip pulsed with power and there was a bright white light that went off like a flash-bang, stunning him for a couple seconds as the orb was neutralised...
Focusing back into the fight, he turned back to see her standing in the middle of the room with multiple of those large orbs now floating around her, there was another loud screech as the room continued to melt and sag from the sheer heat coming off her.
“I HAVE SIX MORE PRIMED ALREADY. STAND DOWN LIZARD.”
He shook his head in disbelief.
“I... will submit... I might be stubborn but i'm not stupid... those things can take a ship out the sky...”
He held his hands up in surrender, dropping his blade to the ground loudly. Seeing the state of the place, Moltezz had decimated her own chambers, it was under threat of collapsing on them if the fight continued...
“I surrender. You may do what you want with me...”
“YOU LIE!” Moltezz screeched, still keeping her orbs powered around her, each of them floating menacingly around her like a bomb ready to go off.
“I'm not! How can I prove to you that i'm surrendering?”
“YOUR SWORD! PASS IT OVER!”
He nodded slowly and picked up his sword, throwing it over to her calmly. She snatched the blade out of the air and surged power into her hands, causing the blade to rapidly liquefy in her grip, its once mighty form now reduced to a searing liquid that joined the many others on the floor.
“GOOD! Good! Good...” One by one, the orbs around her shrunk, collapsing in on themselves and fading out of existence, the fiery alien's fight slipped away and she halted her flames, the room rapidly cooling as the source of the heat stopped. It was still blisteringly hot, but no longer actively melting the stonework.
“That was... scary... and highly impressive Moltezz. Do you wanna blow some steam off with me? Nothing like a good fuck to break the tension?” He didn't even wait for her to respond, he started unclipping his shoulder armour to prove to her he was being serious. Moltezz seemed suspicious though and was watching him closely.
“Yes, well... I told you... What are you doing?” She licked her lips subconsciously as she watched his body but still felt something was wrong. But the lizard pressed hard, running his hands over his strong abs and playing with his hair.
“What do you want to do to me, Moltezz? You said you would make me know my place... where would that be...? Under you maybe?” He fluttered his eyes at her and the alien felt desire grip her tightly, she took a deep breath and focused on cooling her body down, before strutting over to the lizard and eyeing him up. “You're so pretty up close Moltezz... Your eyes like a fiery rubies, I can't wait to look into them as you fuck me...”
“I wish you had started with that Diego, instead of making me blast my chamber to pieces...”
“I wanted a show... I needed to make sure my queen was worthy of her position.” He flirted with her relentlessly in the smouldering ruins of the room, briefly glancing over to Seeth to check if she was OK. He felt Moltezz dropping her guard but continued to lay it on thick, one wrong move and he'd be screwed. “May your prince make one humble request of his beautiful Queen?”
“Perhaps. Name it.” Moltezz was playing it cool but she loved what she was hearing.
“Come down to my level and kiss me. I need to feel your heat and passion.”
The alien grinned and nodded, kneeling down slowly to bring her face to face with him. He gently grabbed her neck and cheeks with his hands and pressed a kiss against her soft garnet lips, which she sunk into and kissed him back, her hands feeling up his body and over his skin, after a few seconds, they broke apart, the saliva on their separated lips hissed and evaporated into the air.
“Mhmm... you're a gorgeous kisser, Diego, we're going to smoulder togethe- what are you doin- DIEGO?!” She felt a sudden surge in power from him, his skin flushing red and an aura of strength blasting out, she went to raise her defences but was too slow and the lizard punched her straight in the face, his fist cracking her painfully between the eyes, sending her head reeling backwards and she continued to fall, collapsing into the floor with a heavy thump– out cold.
“That should be her out for a while!” He centred himself once more, letting the aura fade out and returning to normal. “Don't think I can do that again today...” He quickly checked on Moltezz to ensure she was down and then immediately went to Seeth, who was still hanging weakly in the middle of the chamber.
He sprinted over to her and checked her over once more, she couldn't take her eyes off him the whole time.
“Hey you!” He smiled warmly at her. “I'm running low on psyonic power so we gotta go! I don't think she'll fall for that again...”
“You're insane, you know that?” Seeth laughed painfully, the two meeting eyes again. “You should get out of here... she won't go easy on you next time...”
“We. We're getting out of here.” He insisted.
“I don't deserve that, Diego... You know i've corrupted people right? My ledger is stained... I should burn for what i've done and enabled.”
“Seeth...”
“No, I don't deserve your help Diego, I never did. You're a good guy and deserve better than me...” Her eyes welled up with tears once again and she let her head hang limp in shame.
“I...” He sighed and placed his hands on her cheeks. “I'm not a good guy, Seeth. I don't have time to explain but trust me, I've done my fair share of terrible things... but dying doesn't absolve you of your wrong doings. It just passes the torch.”
She looked up at him again, eyes intrigued to find out what he was talking about.
“It takes a monster to beat a monster. Right now, you are the most qualified person for stopping all this, so don't give me that 'i'm better off dead' nonsense, we'll put this right, together. Its not about forgiveness, its about putting your problem right. Come with me. We'll fight this together.”
“A-and then what?” Seeth was desperate to know more, her eyes were lighting up at his words.
“Then... maybe you just... stay with me...? We can be two terrible people who travel the stars together and try to help those who deserve it... You can't undo what you've done, but maybe you can end up doing more good than harm in the end, you know?”
Seeth broke into a heart felt cry, tears pouring down her face as she winced in pain and attempted to stand on her feet, but her legs kept giving way, shaking under her as she pushed herself towards him.
“That sounds wonderful... but... I can't walk... Diego- I want that more than anything, I want to be with you! But Moltezz tore my legs to pieces... i'm going to get you captured if you stay... you need to leave! Please! Save yourself for gods sake! I'm pleading with you!” She was shaking from head to toe, her body still oozing with deep wounds, the gashes in her legs were so bad that they rendered her immobile, she was shaking her head over and over again as she stared into his pristine amethyst eyes.
He grabbed the shackles around her wrists and surged some psyonic power into them, shattering the metal. Seeth collapsed to the ground and tried to move her legs, but there was no way she could take any weight on them at all. Before she could say anything else though, the lizard heaved her with all of his strength, wrestling her massive frame onto his shoulders with some significant strain, she was tremendously heavy and more than twice his size, even with chunks of her legs missing...
“I am not leaving you here. And thats that.” He insisted stubbornly, preparing himself to carry her.
He grunted loudly as he took her weight onto his own and slowly began to make his way to the exit of Moltezz's chambers, Seeth draped over his shoulders weakly, one shaky step at a time towards freedom once more...
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