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"Yes," Matilda replied.
"And I can't try to free them because even the slightest bit of tampering would trigger an implosion…" Gustav held his chin as he came to an understanding.
"Yes… there would be no point in freeing Planet Abruikis if the leaders are gone since everything would go to shit if there was no ruler."
"It would all be for nothing if Dahria dies…" Matilda added.
"How long before Riola is finished with the equipment?" Gustav inquired.
"Three days," Riola answered, "So long as you lots can learn to be quiet," He added.
"Grandpa Riola! That's Gustav Crimson!" Oola yelled from the side.
"Especially you kiddo. Your mouth keeps running like a never-ending stream," Riola raised his head to shoot Oola a glance.
"Akkk!" Oola exclaimed like she had just been shot by a thousand invisible arrows.
"Hmph!" Riola readjusted his tri-monocle.
