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Finally, a figure, female, and not very friendly, shouted "I'll take over Searth!", but it was six minutes after she arrived.
She wore a black shirt with a big red X on the front, black jeans, and black knee boots. Red highlights could be seen in her long flowing black hair.
Her face was broad,flawless, gray, and young. She was holding a samurai blade; her blood-red eyes looked menacing and her body language hinted sinister intentions.
She was programmed years ago, but still had the appearance of a young, beautiful teenage girl.
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