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... p> However, there was something incredibly odd about this city. Despite being so big, it appeared mostly empty and there were no people to be seen.

A person emerged from the interior of the airship and stood on the deck as it came nearer to this unfamiliar city, her face blank. she was Juliet Lamarck and this city was her home.

She gave a fleeting glance to her sides before turning to face the empty city and sighing helplessly. "How far are you willing to go this madness?"

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