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N appears in the view with a large, clearly superior camera behind him, and personally sets it up.
Barbarians! Destiny! N smiles Your continued threats and implying of them is known, letter by letter, to every respectable Offworlder that watches RV. (Radiovision) I have set up a voting urn at the square of every city of every planet we own. The citizens will vote on whether should we retreat like stinking cowards, or erase the history of either you, XA, or, if it comes to it, Offworld. N turns off camera I personally have nothing to lose, do you?
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