Roni turned her head towards Rhodes and accidentally let out a giggle. She quickly covered her mouth to try and gain composure as she turned back.
"Okay... I guess I'm sold. If I'm not dreaming, all of this must be real...right? Giant robots, an adorable little girl with a tail, centuries old people... I'm dead, or having the wildest fever dream ever. One of the zombinoes got me. That's gotta be it!"
"Okay... I guess I'm sold. If I'm not dreaming, all of this must be real...right? Giant robots, an adorable little girl with a tail, centuries old people... I'm dead, or having the wildest fever dream ever. One of the zombinoes got me. That's gotta be it!"
"I have more than a tail. I have torpedo tubes, and some 4.7 inch Type 3 guns." Fumizuki explains, gesturing to the torpedo launcher sticking out of her backpack and the naval gun that she carried like a satchel. "If there's anything you need me to do, I'll give it my best shot."
Veronica blinked a couple of times and stood up. She walked over to the tiny one and knelt down.
"You are just... a breath of fresh air. Why do you have all these weapons? Is your world at war?"
"You are just... a breath of fresh air. Why do you have all these weapons? Is your world at war?"
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