||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 04:02:05 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|“Vixen,you got the coordinates?”Littlefield smiled. “Head still bothering you?”They were nearly at the wall of fire they had created. Severed Zerg limbs and burning viscous fluid cascaded around them. |
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