The falling debris suddenly made itself apparent and falling rocks peppered Unit 23 with minor wounds as spits of rock and iron dug into his skin. He roared in pain and flexed his back muscles, what made things worse was the slig he had spoken to had ignored him and moved on, Unit 23 growled and flicked his torch on, he was alone. Best look for weapons before moving into the next sector.
[E] Unit 23 checks for items
[M] Unit 23 moves to A9
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Oh yeah, fair point. Maybe he was just tortured until he lost consciousness.
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