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| You! You look like a noble warrior, will you fight for my army? | |
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| I have dreamed of this day for years, my liege. | |
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| Very well. In the morning you shall venture to Houston, Texas and defeat the little girl who has caused my regime much humiliation | |
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| A little girl? You want me to kill a little girl? | |
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| This is no ordinary little girl, this girl has a very powerfull artifact in her possession. She has... The Golden Yo-Yo of Death! | |
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