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Deac: I don't know. But it is very worrying. Nothing can be done now...
*The two of them move on through the darkened corridors, past broken bulkheads, empty containers, through the dark until they reach a chamber. Deac looks over the gantry, then hurries back to Rwos*
Deac: Ummmm...you may not want to look down there...
*Below them, surrounding a vast portal, are hundreds of black humanoid forms, stormtroopers a kneeling figure and another man with pure black eyes...
Lokpihet.*
Deac: Purveyor of Fine Quality Postage Since 2001
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