Sir... I let you from your capsule.
*bows*
How may I serve you.
English
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*He smiles* "Kill them all, you are safe from the oblivion."
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*Looks up smiling* *takes out cell* *speaks gibberish into it* *100 fallen ketches, 10 Nero ships and the StarFleet [i]Vengeance[/i] warp in and begin obliterating every enemy* May I have partial command of the oblivion I may need them to aid the slaughter