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[queadluun_queen]

It seems we will be staying in this new city, "Netzak," at least until I can get my Queadluun-Rau repaired. I am, after all, still grounded. At least prolonged contact with the Miclone enemy does not appear to have the cursed effect it was rumored to have among our people. It's still quite strange

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[red_under_glass]

Very strange indeed. What sort of curse was this supposed to be again?

[Private to Milia]

I'll speak with you here under a private lock, so as to spare you the psychological burden of my presence. I trust that's all right with you, Ms. Milia.

[queadluun_queen]

Misfortune shall come upon those who dare engage in the ways of Miclones. It is ancient wisdom.

[Private to Jade]
That will be very considerate of you, Colonel. I suspect the threat which spreads among your Miclone worlds will soon threaten my own people as well, if it has not already.

At least to an increased extent. Before, we just squished the zombies.

[red_under_glass]

Really? What sort of misfortune?

[Private to Milia]
I understand in Cpt. Kobayashi's world, they fought with monsters that were roughly the size of your kind. It seems reasonable to assume that sooner or later, such monsters will appear among your own people--if in fact there are any more; I haven't heard of any such incidents again, so perhaps there were only a few.

[queadluun_queen]

It is not known. The fact still worries me. I do not wish to change into something other than what I am, if that is indeed the curse of the Miclones.

[Still private!]
Our people have fought other enemies before, and we have usually triumphed. However, we have not encountered floods of otherworldly foes. Yet I suspect my people could not easily be persuaded to pay attention to such a threat.

We do not fear death, as our lives are battle. However, we wish for the Zentraedi as a race to survive...