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"Hmph, amateurs." He notices the Spartans. "Speaking of which..." [i]Hah! Meatheads![/i] I'm with you on that one. [i]Can we kill them? Pleeeeeeeeeaaaase?[/i] Maybe later. But I'm not making any promises. [i]You and your morality.[/i] You and your lack of sanity. [i]Touché.[/i] He walks over to the Spartans and sits on a bench. He takes out his sword, it's neon blue blade coursing with blue electricity. He starts to twirl it in his hands with expert skill and ease.
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[spoiler]the Spartans left it's just Delta now[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]oh..... ._.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]*facepalm*[/spoiler]