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Galle smiled within his helmet, Looks like our driver atleast had some guts. All these apparent young people focusing only on personal gain when they were going on such a dangerous mission was starting to get on his nerves. But indeed, This girl from Phlegeton had already impressed him. He should atleast back her up. The two cyber edges would need to be a little flexible

Certainly these people posses skills. But he doubted many of them can be called veterans. He knew exactly what a team of people only caring about themselves would handle the Ventrus. He had seen it too many times amongst the raiders. It would only end in death,

Galle quickly rose up, swinging his Chaingun upon his shoulder as he stood tall behind Angela. A thick mechanical voice escaped from his helmet She Is truly right... I am Galle he placed his hand onto his chest And I will take care of your equipment. If you wish to conduct this raid, Then you will need trust. He sighed gently to himself, Using the mental link wich gives him the ability to move the armor to instead talk will use a lot of unnecessary energy. But the driver could probably hold the negotiations without him from now on. Hopefully she would keep this operation from turning into a slaughter