DICE

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"We're getting ready, Sir," says Dice, glancing at Gala, who just hung up the phone, ensuring that his parents have left East Metro. She's also somewhat worried and a bit regretful about not showing herself in front of her father. At least, greeting him briefly before parting again.

"I'm kinda worried this time, Dice." Gala rubs his hands in a circular motion. The glowing orange die is near him, floating gently, as if waiting for orders from its master.

"What are you worried about?"

"Losing."

Dice nods understandingly. "Losing in battle is normal, but escaping from the enemy's siege, whose capacity is far beyond ours... that's incredibly lucky."

"Are you mocking me, Dice?" Gala asks, pressing the lever again as the steering device in this submarine. The stealth mode is already on. When he found Xavier seemingly sound asleep on one of the cliffs towards the bottom of the abyss, Gala asked for a submarine that seemed impossible but... a black object with a bright front window, where Dic