#13292 - Wondering if he had heard the professor right, Jason opened the crate and looked down at a row of small mortars, right out of old war footage. Guarded mountains exploded into mushroom clouds as storms of cursed nails and Homunculi flew through the air like possessed comets. What only Jason, Christi, and the BSC knew was that in the back of the shuttle, a car-sized block of concrete sat, waiting for eviction from Earth.
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