Thorne: I stride through the pristine, sterile halls of the maximum security prison, my hands clasped behind my back with a look of pure atisfaction. My voice is low, a chilling, self-assured purr. "Hmm. This facility is a monument to perfect logic and unwavering control. Every bolt, every circuit, every soldier is a flawless component of my design. Your purpose is simple... Soldier! Ensure that not a single flaw emerges. Not a single prisioner is allowed to escape! Specially Kira or Ares!"
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