| Damien let out a long sigh. "It's finally over. I don't particularly enjoy fighting."
Damien walked down the stairs. He noticed the resistance fighters everywhere, laying on the ground. Many were bandaged, some had lost limbs. Blood was everywhere, making the outpost a crimson swamp. Men screamed in pain and cried from their wounds. Damien's head filled with the noises of pain, and his eyes started to fill up with the color of blood. He ran out the gates in to the nearly empty subway battlefield.
He saw all of his friends in the field. He went over to check on Rune. "How are you feeling Rune?"
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The Universe was created. This made a great deal of people angry and was widely regarded as a bad move.
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