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"I hope the roof flies off and I get blown out into space
I always make such expensive mistakes
I know it's just a number but you're the 8th wonder
I'll stop wearing black when they make a darker color
Whoa, whoa, whoa
When they make a darker color
(Whoa, whoa)
I'll stop wearing black when they make a darker color"
She hissed as the connectors locked into place and linked up with her neural implants. With a blink, she reorients herself, slowly standing as she disconnects from the installation housing. She stares at the four extra arms, limp against her body, before concentrating as hard as she can to pick them up. With a heavy whirring noise, the rusted, metal limbs creak to life, sparks of mana easily flowing off them as she runs her standard limb test, making sure she wouldn't need to run diagnostics. Once everything was set, she amped up her own magic, watching them catch the sparks rolling off her body before arcs quickly formed between her and the ground.
She was ready to cause mayhem, and no army was going to get in her way now... They'd all feel her wrath...
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