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9-6.2 Colonel, I believe the more critical the juncture, the more each step we choose will lead to divergent results. I'm sure, there are many innocents among those present. You can take them away first, and then... No, I have no time to squander on pointless interrogation. Right now, on this very spot, these rabblesome dregs will make clear where in the world their members are hidden! Hill, do it! We've tarried for long enough– ...Colonel. And who in Hell's bloody bells are you? Please arrest me. I am Baron Bolton's guest, and will know much more than any of these poor young people, rendered near-unconscious. Seamus! What are you doing stepping up? Seamus... Seamus Williams. You're that bard? I am, Colonel. Very good. I'd been meaning to look for you, so as to keep you from continuing to incite those imbeciles with your blither. Williams... You need not fear, ma'am. I ought to thank the Colonel, for just a moment ago, I worked out how my poem should conclude. Seize him! A... ball? Where have I seen this... Hill! Order those posted outside to find the rabble who broke that window... No, this isn't right. There's a sound... comin' from the ball! [The ball turns out to be a bomb that is about to detonate!] What?! [The bomb emits a bright flash...] Get down!!! [...followed by an explosion.] [Soldiers of Dublinn, a Victorian pro-Draco armed revolutionary movement, are spotted in the streets of Hillock.] ...... Who–Who was that? Where did you show up from?! [The Dublinn soldiers strike the Victorian soldiers with his sword, who narrowly block it with his shield...] Argh–! It's–It's you lot! G–Go inform the Colonel double-time, 4th has run into the thugs, in an alley by the square– [...but a Dublinn crossbowman fires an explosive-tipped bolt at the soldier that breaks through the shield and kills him.] This group has been annihilated. Leader, the nearby Taran blocks have all been occupied by ours. You lot are... [A Draco who appears to be leading the Dublinn army walks towards the wounded young man.] It–It's you?! You're the... the one we've been waiting for! [The Dublinn leader helps up the young man.] You actually gave your hand to me... I... There'll be no one else to oppress you again. And you'll never need anyone's arm to lean on again. From this moment on, you can walk freely upon this soil, by your own power. Thank you... oh, thank you! Everything I did, it really was right! There'll be a day for us Tarans... when we can have our own city, we can walk heads held high in the streets, we'll never be given injust treatment again! Yes. It is precisely for that day that we come. Leader, you have to see! It's–It's the fire we lit in your service! The ballroom... According to the report Madam Mandragora gave, the barracks' top brass are all in there. an explosion of that scale would only give the barracks' arrogance pause. Unfortunately, it could never wipe them out. Apart from the barracks, who else is there? Soldier Some locals who will us well. They learned of some of our inside matters, and the heads' thoughts are, for the overall picture, we can't leave anyone alive to tell tales. They also said, if you won't make a move, they will themselves. ...In the end... my fire is quicker. Tell them, I know what should be done– I'll take the ballroom. Yes, Leader–your fire will break these shackles that have chained us for centuries! 9-7.1 Ugh, ahem... Leader, are you alright? I'm okay. But you, we're lucky you didn't jump on it this time. You reacted faster than me. At least everyone in this bit of the hall's basically fine, thanks to your shield. I couldn't protect everyone. The smoke's everywhere it'll go. Looks to me like the Colonel only took light harm, and they're retreatin' out another door. The Bard... Oh... He was stood too close to the bomb. What a pity... it's not everyone who can step forth for others at bladepoint. He was a poet, but he had the courage to match an excellent soldier. I wish so badly he could've died with meaning. While the enemy's still outside, Bagpipe, let's evacuate the survivors. stares blankly out of the window. In that single moment, it is as if the sound of battle vanishes. A tremendous energy bursts from the depths of the night. Without a flicker of a flare, from the statue to the city hall, all living beings are instantly, silently snapped to ash. And immediately after, an army seeps out from the night and the ashes, without a sound I've never, ever seen... fire like this before. , who is she? Bagpipe, move away, quick! [The Draco leader of Dublinn launches an Arts attack at the building. But fortunately, Bagpipe narrowly dodges it.] You're too close to the window. Given the energy just now, the next attack could blow straight through the walling. Yes, Leader. I'm just... Help me... hurry, help me... My leg... argh, ow! Focus on rescue. Pull back for now. [Dublinn soldiers scour the burning streets for any survivor of the bomb attack.] Who was that? Are there still any Victorian soldiers alive? [Bagpipe ambushes the Dublinn soldier and strikes him with her steam lance.] It's the enemy all over! By the speed of this march, the spectre force infiltrated this city long ago. District Eleven to Seventeen have been occupied far too quick... Can't be... Is this the reason the Colonel went to search those blocks?! ...... We need to withdraw south of District Ten. The troops and the spectre force are doing battle there right now. D–Don't go off to battle, ta... take me back to somewhere I can hide in safety first... I can't let the heads find I'm still alive... Take you back? With all of this goin' on right now, you ought to be taken straight to prison! Lighter... wurgh... ow... I... I'll pay you... I can even gift you a city block... so long as you... Leader, can I use my own ways to shut him up?! We'll ask a few things more while he's still awake. Who was that heading the Casters just now? ...That's... The Leader... The spectre force's leader?! What... who is she? I don't know... Aren't you compatriots? You had the absolute gall to bring people into your house while knowin' nothin'?! She's... the Duke's guest... Duke...? Which one?! I can't... [Dublinn crossbowmen fire at Bagpipe and Horn, forcing them to retaliate. However, one of the strayed shots hits the baron...] Urgh– [...and kills him instantly.] He... died? The spectre force did that...? [A Dublinn soldier is attempting to get the drop on Bagpipe and Horn, but the two easily take him down.] Don't they band together? Why are the spectre force targeting their own? Let's get out of here first. <Background fades out and in> You, hold still. ...... Who are you? What are you doing here? My, um... I was just delivering medicine... You all started fighting before I knew it. Delivering medicine? Who for? Is it the Victorian soldiers? I... aheh... Rhodes Island's medicine is for Infected use, and we don't pay mind to patients' identities... Your movements are suspect. [Suddenly, the Dublinn soldier is knocked out by someone, who turns out to be Outcast.] Outcast–The Lass! You–You came just in time! Hey, you got the comms this afternoon, didn't you? Rhodes Island's called an emergency stop to all daily business in County Hillock. I got it, yeah, but... –You wanted to finish delivering the rest? You're a good kid. Pass me the meds, and I'll deliver what's left for you. Lass, what on Terra's going on outside? There was fighting everywhere in just a blink! Several hundred years of accumulated resentment put to use, turned into a fire ready to destroy all. And let me tell you, it's only just getting started. Hurry on back. Now that I'm here, my highest priority's making sure we don't lose a single Rhodes Islander. Alright, Lass... Right, I just caught sight of Miss Jane near District Seventeen... She... She comes to the office so often, we all half-treat her as a Rhodes Island Operator! She's a Victorian soldier, and with what these rioters think, they won't just let her go! Got it. I'll amend my previous statement–we're not losing even half a Rhodes Islander. Leader, I've evacuated everyone I could. Good. Do you have any injuries? None. It's been a little reassurin' in a way, while coming to blows all night. Aside from that head Caster, and a couple strong folk, most of the rest of the soldiers are still normal people. They've gotten trainin', but their discipline's not much to speak of. With equal numbers, and an open confrontation, they wouldn't be any match for our team. You're giving it preconditions. Besides, their main opponent is the barracks. You're right, Leader. If they're going to fight them, the barracks won't be on the front foot. Any more discoveries? The weapons they're armed with are all first-grade. Just now when I went rescuin' those few officials and nobles, someone tried to sneak on me at the corner, and after I knocked him out, I brought what he was holdin' back. A Victorian standard military crossbow? It's a model from two years ago, but it's been modified. Look at these two coils and the guide rail underneath. A Shield-piercing Rounds Accelerator. I'm not too smart with crossbows, and I never saw this in the army or at school. Is this our tech? Doesn't seem too like it. Bagpipe, have I overlooked something, maybe...? We came to investigate the theft of Originium products, correct? Yes. The spectre force want to fend against our regular army without a doubt, so they'd need a lot of weapons for sure. But the crossbow in our hands reveals a lot of information.