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The Border
For whatever reason, you've reached the border of New Senteca, the division between the wasteland and the oasis. You're certainly not welcomed in the country anymore, and whether you're military or other, you'll somehow have to get by here.
Well . . . you and . . . whoever else is here, right?
Well . . . you and . . . whoever else is here, right?

DECISION
Re: DECISION
To the death.
Re: DECISION
You do so, and absolutely slaughter each other.
The two princesses clash when you're all bloodied and incapacitated, and of course -- of course Miss Blindsight 514 Diligence comes out on top. Taking out a wild animal is nothing more than spearfishing.
She barely says a word, but Miss Stabs McKill doesn't shut the fuck up, probably because she takes way too much after her dumbass shark dad and her dumbass doodle dad and really actually every member of her stupid family.
Still, she has magic on her side -- and she uses it to great effect. While Dice the Short-Lived wins the fight, she lives up to her title once ☆☆☆oth urges the earth and skies to act against her -- one final stab from above and below.
She crawls over to the mute and blind and now dying girl's corpse, laughing as she bleeds out. She whispers -- something. Something about how she's so happy, about how Dice has given her more than she could ever ask for...a declaration of love slips in there somewhere...
And Dice just stares. And spears her, again. ☆☆☆roth laughs, and laughs and laughs and laughs and Dice growls, half disgusted, half...actually...endeared? Mostly disgusted, though. She says, just before breathing her last:
"Thanks for closing my eyes."