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“I’m so sorry. I don’t even know how to respond to all that.”

Why are you sorry. She's the idiot that put herself in that position. Hell, she had an opportunity to escape at the beginning and willingly gave up.

Much of the earth has become barren.

Lol. Imagine a longer season of planting and harvesting in an atmosphere full of CO2 feeding plant growth. Truly the world is doomed.

In short, yes, you screwed [the environment]
up beyond repair.

Just imagine the hubris you'd need to think a bunch of semi-aquadic apes could affect an entire planet to be noticeable

“You still used real money, though,” I said.

Sir. You're from 2021. You haven't used real money for 50 years

There were scores of men and women...dressed in 1920s or 1930s attire.

Bullshit

“And this beauty’s for when things get spicy. TOW system for anything

Why is the author so fixated on TOW when Javelin are the current hot shit

“Until then, get you gone. The tavern serves decent ale if you’ve a mind for it.”

What? They have two more tests! They have to go through Melee and something else I've already forgotten

QRF spinning up. ETA 20 minutes.”

20 minutes? They could be dead in 20 minutes. Why not use artillery?

“He stated he wants to see what kind of Dregs-born bastard his daughter chose.

What? Nick didn't choose her? The king chose her to join Nick on the fringe!

“Tracking it from the start.” She let the fact stand. “I caught their scent half a mile against the wind. I was in the high branches before they even decided to charge. It was not a stroke of fortune. This is the purpose for which I exist.”

How did she stalk it from the trees while also standing next to Nick bargaining with jorik?

the blow made an ugly sound, a wet thud of air leaving lungs too fast. The scarred man doubled over...She broke his stance...Her palm slammed up into his chin, snapping his head back. Her knee came up into his ribs, once, twice. Both fists hammered down on the back of his neck as he folded.

Now I know this is fantasy. No woman no matter how skilled out brutes a man with 150lbs on her. She just doesn't have the mass

Kaela’s blade was balanced for someone smaller and had been patched

What the hell are you talking about? Kaela chose that from the forge of the greatest weapons with on the planet from a rack of unused blades made to perfection.

Nick was waiting on the porch, drinking cold tea.

Where did you get a cold anything?

“Nice shooting. Quite the gun.” “Thanks.”

Hope you remembered to bring spare mags and a couple thousand extra rounds. And then firing pins to reload

“That was it?”

"No. He also smelled strongly of garlic."

“We especially hate journalists,” he said in a quiet voice.

Based

“Yasmina, Hanon. Please identify your weapons.”

"Hanon, Yasmina. None of your God damned business. Over."