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| The Cabal I knew commanded ships that spoke to our affluence and cultivation, forged from the crucible of war so that we might never need to fight again.
| | You've shown the Red Legion you fly my banner. |
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| But what did the Red Legion deploy in place of the glossy, magnificent fleets that I remember? Warships. Carriers. Interceptor squadrons. Harvesters. The Almighty. Blunt and base tools of war, like the soldiers who use them.
| | I know that when the time is right, I won't have to ask. You're on my side. |
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| The Cabal fleet that I remember shocked with its allure and refinement. They would never threaten. Our power was such that our threats were unspoken. And always present.
| | I see it when you relieve our foes of their skulls. When you embed those tiny, edged trinkets into their hearts. When you pierce them with your Light. And it is captivating. |
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| A Shadow of your Guardian-tribe, with your raw instincts and reflexes, would be a perfect navigator of these vessels. You'll guide them like blades past the throat of my homeworld's planetary defense force.
| | But Earth casts no Shadow. Not yet. |
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| My homeworld... I can't remember its name. Perhaps I'll give it a new one.
| | When you're ready, you will be magnificent. A Guardian of Guardians. Shadow of Shadows. |
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| | I reserve the right to be last when the end comes, and for that, I need you with me. |
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| | You're so close. |
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| —Calus, Emperor of the Cabal | | —Calus, Emperor of the Cabal |