Babes with Blades Page #5

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I'm fine, but

where's the book?

Safe.

It's time.

(dramatic music)

This cell's a mess.

Clean it up.

Yes, Master.

(dramatic music)

Dahlia.

If we are to fight,

then someone must die.

Let's give them a fight

they'll never forget.

Agreed.

Me brainy, you

brawny, leave it.

What was that?

Hey, we have a code, remember?

Getting a bit scared, were we?

I'm all weak with fear,

trembling at the knees.

- Did you get it?

- Got it.

All we need now

is the crystal.

It's been easy so far, we

saved the hardest part for last.

Oh, now who's scared.

It's only rage, remember?

Um, the most heavily

fortified base in the sector.

Been there, done that.

Yes, but that was

just for supplies

and if we failed

people would go without

and it was only our

lives on the line.

This is much bigger than that.

We don't have a choice.

If the Visray don't

control the water,

they can't control the people.

If this is a go, and

I'm assuming it is a go,

then we need to move and soon.

Every day we stay here

we risk discovery.

Aye.

Don't worry, Amber's

an absolute genius

when it comes to sorting

out the impossible.

It's not a joke, Brook.

I didn't say it was.

I was just saying that if

anyone can do it, you can.

No pressure then.

(laughs)

(dramatic music)

(grunting and chanting)

Are you ready?

(cheers)

You work hard for the empire.

Sometimes we push you too hard.

You will be rewarded.

(cheering)

She carved her way

to self-respect,

the sexiest Azula.

(cheering and clapping)

Look at her!

Unbeatable so far, but

memories are short.

Not so long ago, another

stood in her place.

A great leader, Section

Commander Sorrentine

has brought her back.

The mighty Dahlia!

Two champions enter but

only one will leave.

Who will it be?

Skilled arms or the

gods that they pray to?

Which one of them will die?

(audience cheering and clapping)

Fight fight fight!

(metal clinking together)

(grunts)

(audience cheering and clapping)

(chanting)

(body thudding)

Time to end this.

So be it.

(chanting and clapping)

(metal clinking)

(gasping and heavy breathing)

(audience cheering)

They'll pay for this outrage.

Greetings.

For a minute there, I didn't

think you were gonna let go.

For a minute

there, neither did I.

(electric buzzing)

(snapping)

(electric buzzing)

(dramatic music)

(sword slashing)

(flesh squishing)

(yells)

Own this, b*tch.

(grunting)

(thudding on skin)

[Commissioner]

Guards to the balcony!

Azura, we have to go!

I have to kill Sorrentine.

Guards, now!

This is our one chance

for freedom, another time.

[Azura] Next time.

[Commissioner]

Where's my guards?

(dramatic music)

We're safe for now.

They've never found this place.

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