I had to cut out the 'Final Charge' scene due to some complications.
The some translation and characters name weren't didn't show up, so I had to use the actor's real name.
Pardon my grammar.
The Last Samurai - Final Battle
"We shall provide you a very brief summary of the context. This conflict that has occurred in this particular universe is known as the Satsuma Rebellion, a rebellion that started during the Meiji Restoration era in a country called Japan. The rebellion was a revolt of disaffected samurai, a privileged caste of military nobility and officer. In attempts to modernize their country, military reforms rendered the samurai status obsolete, leaving many of them unemployed."
"So, they revolted." Roman puffed on his cigar.
"Interesting. We had several small, but similar events happening back in the premodern eras." Oobleck wrote down the information the Hosts had given them. "It seems that this country called Japan shares some cultural characteristics with Mistral, at least in the southern regions."
"In this universe, a revolt was organized by a samurai known as Lord Katsumoto Moritsugu. Upset that the pace of modern technology has eroded the traditions of their society, Katsumoto leads a revolt against the government. There is more to the story, but those interested will be able to understand more during our intermissions."
"Many thanks." The history professor gratefully nodded.
"Ruby, stop pestering the farm boy." In the audience, Team RWBY was trying to pry Ruby's hand off of Oscar's eyes. "He said he's fine."
"Must. Protect. The. Child."
Tai chuckled, "Now she knows how I feel."
The theater darkened, starting the presentation.
The setting takes place on lush green hills and plains. Two opposing forces stood on opposite ends of the battlefield. The Imperial Japanese Army against Lord Katsumoto samurai forces.
The Imperial Japanese Army lined their Howitzers on top of the hills, prepping them for firing while the samurai rebels stood impassively behind their bamboo barricades that offer no protection against artilleries.
"I assume the people dressed in traditional armor and weapons are the samurais and the uniformed men wielding rifles are the government forces?" Oobleck asked the Hosts.
"Correct. The Imperial Japanese Army was provided with training and supplies from foreign countries. Their army has been successfully modernized to the standards of that era."
"Guess we all know who will win." Mercury betted his imaginary money on the Imperial Army.
Oobleck tapped on his notebook, "This reminds me of Atlas alliance with Mistral back before the start of the Great War."
Qrow scoffed, "What's it going to be, Ice Queen? Ya rooting for the conformities and reformation? Just like what Atlas did to their huntsman academy and Mistral back then?"
"I prefer to keep my views on this sort of topic neutral," Winter replied coldly.
Mr. Omura, a businessman dressed a military uniform began ordering the soldiers to fire.
"Commence firing!"
A Japanese lieutenant translated the orders.
The howitzers open fire with a thunderous barrage.
The samurai remain impassive as artillery is stepped in closer, the range bracketed. A field artillery officer ordered the artillerymen to readjust their howitzers and before firing once more. This time, their artillery rounds will hit their mark.
"Why aren't they moving?" Pyrrha asked.
Who would dare stand in the way of artillery shelling? With archaic armor and weapons to the boot!
"They certainly have balls of steel." Mercury agreed. These guys are either brave or stupid.
Glynda shook her head, "Don't tell me they're using archaic tactics."
"No… It looks like they're baiting them." Ironwood answered, "But it's a risky tactic with sacrifices to be made. They should have come up with a better strategy."
Lord Katsumoto and former Captain Nathan Algren glanced at each other. Nathan nodded and glanced back at Murayama; it was time to cover their retreat. Murayama gave a signaled to a small group of cavalries with his gunbai fan. Four cavalrymen rode towards the straw-covered bamboo barricades with flaming torches on their hand.
"They're burning down their barricades?" Blake was frowning at the odd tactic.
"I think they're trying to use the fire and smoke to cover their retreat." Jaune gave his thoughts about it.
A field artillery officer gave the order to fire. Thunderous volleys and smoke filled the air. Their aim was spot on as artillery shells rained down upon the samurai forces. A few samurai were blown to pieces, forcing the rest to reel and retreat.
The cavalry rode in front of the straw-covered barricades, lighting it on fire with their torches. The flame and smoke will impede the army should they advance and hinder their sight. The samurais were now fully retreating, fleeing through the dirt path of the hillsides to take cover from the artillery fire.
"An interesting strategy." Ozpin admits, "But a costly one seeing how many perished just now."
"Such a senseless waste of life," Glynda said sadly.
Raven snorted, feeling that the deputy's statement had an ironic ring to it. What's a greater senseless loss of life? She had one; sending others to fight a war against an immortal powerful being.
Colonel Bagley and Omura watch through binoculars.
Bagley lowered his binoculars, "They're covering their retreat."
"You see? Even the mighty samurai cannot stand up to the Howitzers." Omura looked proud and smug. "Signal the attack."
"I advise sending in skirmishers first." The Colonel protested, looking through his binoculars.
However, Omura was confident that an infantry division is enough to crush the samurai rebellion. "Nonsense! Full attack!"
Bagley gave Omura an incredulous look. Nonetheless, the order must be followed.
Oobleck, Ironwood, and Winter scoffed at Omura, feeling that this man was underestimating his opponents.
"This fellow reminds me of General Lagune." Oobleck mused.
Ironwood nodded, "I feel the same way. Is the man to the left the foreign advisor?"
"Correct. That man is Colonel Bagley, a foreign military advisor. The one leading the Imperial Army is a businessman known as Omura."
"WHAT?!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Qrow raised a single hand up, "You're telling me, that a businessman is leading their army?"
"How is that even allowed?" Ironwood asked with a horrified expression. He would have night terrors if Jacques Schnee was ever allowed to take command of Atlas Military.
"Corruption?" Roman put out but was ignored. "Favoritism."
"Perhaps favoritism. The Japanese Emperor has taken an interest in all things foreign. Therefore, Omura hired foreigners to satisfy the emperor's curiosity and modernized the country. He serves as a chief advisor for the Japanese Emperor, holding a considerable amount of power in their government."
Qrow sneered, "Jeez, doesn't that remind you of a particular kingdom?"
That particular kingdom being Atlas under that shitty Jacques thumb. The president of the Schnee Dust Company had influences throughout most of the Atlas political spectrum. Which is why Atlas and Mantle is such a shithole for the lower class and faunus.
But that's just Qrow's view on things.
And no one really felt saying otherwise.
An officer ordered the Imperial Army to march. The sound of marching boots crunches through the grass. Thousands upon thousand, the Imperial Army march relentlessly forward in strict formation.
On the other side, the samurais readied themselves, entering the trenches and taking cover behind wooden barricades with their bows and arrows.
"They already have their positions fortified." Cinder said out loud, "This will be a difficult battle if the Imperial Army decided to advance through their position without a plan."
Winter nodded, "It will not be an easy fight for the Imperial Army, especially if their artillery is out of range or obstructed."
The First Division of the Imperial Army moves through the smoking bamboo barricades and into the funnel, their numbers reduced by the size of the access. As they emerge into the open, they see another set of barricades, wooden this time. Behind the barricades, the samurai wait. The archers gripped their bows, ready to open fire, but they do not. They just wait.
Ironwood shook his head. If they had listened to the advisor, the skirmisher would have been able to report that there was another set of defenses set up behind the hill. Intel was very important, and it beats marching an entire division into the unknown and greatly risks the lives of the soldiers.
Nathan steadily rushes over to Katsumoto, "They're coming."
They could hear the sound of heavy marching over the hills. The Imperial Army quickly spread out horizontally in front of the wooden barricades that are within rifle range. The Imperial soldiers pointed their weapons and let out a fierce battle cry.
"Are the barricades strong enough to withstand a volley?" Velvet asked to no one in particular.
Ruby had given up shielding Oscar and was watching warily, "I don't know what technology and propellant they used, so I don't think I can estimate the damage…"
"What? My weapon nerd sister finally uncertain about something related to weapons?" Yang faked a gasp, trying to lighten the mood.
"Oh, hush Yang."
"Wait for the volley," Nathan said.
The Imperial Army was trained by American officers. Nathan was part of the officers who helped trained the Imperial Army. He knows all their procedures.
"He seems to know their battle procedures." Cinder said.
"This man is former Captain Nathan Algren. He once trained the Imperial Army. Therefore, knows of their tactics."
Ironwood breathes deeply, "That's a huge tactical advantage."
Cinder smiled to herself at the general's statement.
The first row of Imperial soldiers took aim and fired. Bullets begin splintering the barricades, hitting the samurais, injuring or killing them. The second rank moved up through the gaps of the first rank and fired another volley. More samurai falls.
"Couldn't they find a better cover?" Ren crossed his arms tightly.
Jaune numbly shrugged, "I don't know, but these guys are really brave to hold their ground."
"Or too stupid," Roman muttered under his breath.
With a roar, the Imperial Army moves closer.
Then, at Nathan's signal, a single archer lights a flaming arrow and fires. It flies over the heads of the Imperial Army and lands among a cache of flaming pitch hidden behind the firing line. A terrifying wall of flame erupted, cutting off their escape.
Few unfortunate soldiers were caught on fire, flailing widely to the ground. The marching columns of soldiers were forced to halt their advancement, unable to provide reinforcement for their soldiers until they found a way around the wall of flames or wait for the fire to die down.
Cinder chuckled at the scene of soldiers burning to death while her minions shivered with fear. Death by immolation, not a pleasant way to go.
"So, that's what they were going after." Jaune gulped, "They were baiting them to come closer so they could cut off their escape and reinforcements."
Thick smokes blanketed the air. It was visible to the field officers, but they couldn't evaluate the situation.
Through his binoculars, Bagley tried to peer through the smoke.
"What on earth?"
"What is happening?" Omura asked the colonel.
Winter sneered, "You made a foolish, amateurish, and arrogant mistake, that's what happened."
"Yeesh, chill Ice Queen." Qrow rolled his eyes.
"Was that a pun?" Winter shot back, delighted that Qrow dropped his flask in horror. "I thought so."
"You go girl." Maria chuckled.
The colonel didn't answer, for he was at loss for words.
The First Division of the Imperial Army was in disarray. Some were scattering, others were retreating, but the trapped soldiers didn't have a choice but to move forward. So, the Imperial soldiers pressed on.
As the soldiers marched, the archers drew their bows back and waited for the signal to fired.
Oscar remained silent this entire time, quietly observing the battle while surprisingly not disturbed by the amount of death happening on-screen. This was the first time he watched someone die. Lots in this case, yet he remained impassive about it, only biting his lips at the tensed mood that was building on-screen.
"Time for their counterattack," Yang said.
Admittedly, this battle was less gruesome than the previous violence they had witnessed.
Murayama ordered the archers to fire.
Finally, the Samurai fired! 500 arrows explode, instantly followed by 500 more. Like an image from Agincourt, the clouds of arrows sweep across the sky. Imperial soldiers are annihilated, their attack falters.
"Oh man, I don't want to know how it feels to be shot by several arrows." Sun flinched as he watched the soldiers get turned into pincushions.
Two signalmen appeared on top of the hill with a semaphore flag, waving it frantically.
Omura and Bagley lowered their binoculars upon seeing those flags.
"The attack has been stopped," Bagley stated flatly.
The Japanese businessman did not look very pleased by this turn of event. Since the samurais are putting up a decent resistant, they might as well overwhelm them with everything they have at their disposal.
"Send in the rest of the regiment," Omura ordered, earning him a disbelieving look from the colonel and the Japanese lieutenant.
"Idiot!" Ironwood angrily growled at Omura, "Does he even have any military training?! All orders that came out of his mouth tells me otherwise!"
"Easy there, Jimmy." Qrow said cautiously, "Don't get work up on this."
"Good to see you quite passionate about this," Glynda remarked on the general's rare showcase of losing his cool.
Ironwood coughed into his fist, "Ahem. Forgive me. I just…"
Back to the frontlines, the Imperial soldiers were constantly getting peppered by arrows. Their numbers rapidly dwindling. But these soldiers were merely a small section of an entire division. Soon, the rest of the Imperial Army will be marching down upon Lord Katsumoto's forces.
Knowing this, Katsumoto asked his friend, "What happened to the warriors at Thermopylae?"
Nathan grinned, "Dead to the last man."
Oobleck raised an eyebrow, "A historical reference?"
"Correct. You may know more during our intermissions."
They gave each other a knowing smile and unsheathed their blades. The samurais around them followed suit, and with a fierce war cry, the samurais rushed over the hills towards the Imperial Army.
The Imperial soldiers wasted no time and fired, felling many samurais. After expanding most of their ammo, the Imperial Army lowered their rifles and charged. With one last volley, the Imperial soldiers engaged the samurais, sword against bayonets, in brutal hand-to-hand combat.
"I saw paintings depicting battles of the Great War." Weiss said with a tint of awe, "It's so… Uncanny."
Ironwood sighed, "War never changes."
Technology and tactics change, but the underlying principle remains the same. Everyone went silent as they watched two opposing forces finally met each other on the battlefield.
Both sides crashed into each other in full force.
The samurais proved to be the greater fighter in melee, able to swiftly cut down their opponent and skillfully parry their attacks.
But the Imperial soldiers were not to be taken lightly. They've been trained well and held the numeric advantage over the samurais. A single direct hit from their rifle will most likely spell the end of anyone.
It was a sad scene.
To Ozpin, that is. If his interpretation of the context were correct, it was a battle between people who shared the same country and cultural identity. A civil war so to speak. A battle fought between brothers, in a poetic sense; possibly fathers and sons.
And this battle that was playing out. It reminded Ozpin one of the many battles that took place during Remnant's Great War.
Fighting alone, the Silent Samurai, also nicknamed 'Bob' by Nathan, slain two soldiers with a stroke of his katana. After dispatching his opponents, he watched Nathan dealt a finishing blow to a soldier. In the thick of battle, the Silent Samurai spotted a soldier taking aim at the former captain.
"Algren-san!" The Silent Samurai finally spoke for once.
The warrior ran in front of Nathan, fatally taking a bullet.
"Bob!" Nathan cried out.
Ruby whimpered a bit, "No…"
"Are you alright, Ruby?" Penny asked her dear friend. Team RWBY also kept a close eye on the young girl's reaction, ready to comfort her if needed.
"I'm… Fine." Ruby turned to Oscar, "What about you?"
Oscar silently nodded.
"Did that man called him Bob?" Maria quietly muttered to herself.
But the Silent Samurai willed himself to continue fighting, letting out a dying battle cry and charged towards the soldier, killing him with a single stroke. The dying warrior stood there for a few seconds before buckling to his knees, collapsing to the ground. Dead.
"A true warrior till the end." Vernal could respect that.
"He fought selflessly and continued fighting even when he was on his last legs," Yatsuhashi said with admiration.
Velvet eyed her friend and teammate with slight fret.
Her team leader, Coco, made an unreadable expression, "Alright big guy. Just don't go dying on us like that."
A teammate dying was a prospect every team leader knew was possible and dreaded. Those incidents were uncommon for the younger years but more prevalent for the third and fourth years who would be taking up more dangerous missions.
Nathan looked devasted by the loss of his guardian but continued fighting.
The battle raged on as Katsumoto parried a charging soldier's bayonet and ducked, throwing the soldier over his shoulder. He then fiercely swung his katana, knocking a rifle out of another soldier's hand and stabbed him in the guts.
Raven watched the battle with mild interest. "It's obvious that these samurai are warriors who trained their entire life to fight." She narrowed her eyes, "They can put up a good fight, but there comes a point where numbers outweigh skills and strength."
These warriors called samurai were great fighters, able to fight off multiple inferior opponents. But the samurai were at a numeric and technological disadvantage. Each warrior lost is irreplaceable and Raven understands this better than most.
The samurais were winning this engagement, but that may soon change as reinforcement has arrived for the Imperial Army. Nathan slaughtered a soldier by cutting his rifle in two and saw the army marching towards them. He returned his focus back to the battle and killed another soldier rushing towards him.
"Reinforcements have arrived for the Imperial Army," Ren said softly.
Three more soldiers raced towards Nathan, one managed to land a shot on his armored leg causing him to fall to one knee, Luckily, the bullet managed to not penetrate the skin. Nathan raised both katanas and blocked their attacks, managing to slit their throats.
In another area, Katsumoto was fighting against two Imperial soldiers, eliminating them with ease. However, his back was unfortunately turned at the wrong time, allowing a soldier to stab him through the side with his bayonet.
The samurai lord grunted in pain and grabbed the barrel of the rifle, pulling the soldier closer and killing his attacker.
Tai grimaced a bit, "Damn. Pardon my language, but these guys really know how to fight on."
"It's an accumulation of training," Qrow answered, holding off on the drinks for the time being. "These guys have definitely been training all their lives to fight. They're warriors." The veteran huntsman turned his head slightly towards Ironwood. "The soldiers on the other hand…"
Ironwood took offense to that, "Do not dismiss the bravery of a soldier. Qrow."
"I ain't dismissing 'em, but your metal skull can't seem to –"
"Qrow." Glynda snapped, "We're not bringing this up again."
"You must really have your hands full babysitting these grown children." Maria conks Qrow over the head with her skull cane.
A bark of laughter could be heard from Tai, Raven, Winter, and Port.
Qrow grumbled by his treatment. Even with his semblance 'disabled', his luck was still bad.
Imperial reinforcements have established themselves at the edge of the fighting, clashing with a group of samurai infantrymen who were attempting to delay the Imperial Army from reaching the battle. But their efforts were cut short, mowed down by a volley of fire.
Glynda glanced over just in time to see Ironwood making a comeback to Qrow. She knew what would come out of Ironwood's mouth. Strength in numbers or something along those lines.
Whatever word was starting to form on Ironwood's lip died as Glynda gripped his arm with a cold look.
"James." She icily addressed the Atlesian general. "This isn't a dick measuring contest." Glynda hissed under her breath, "Stop antagonizing each other and watch."
Maria looked amused at Glynda's vulgar outburst and Ironwood's obedience.
Nathan spun and redirected a soldier attack, stabbing the soldier in the stomach. He pulled the katana out of the soldier and delivered a back kick before analyzing their situation. The Imperial reinforcement had lined up at the edge of the battlefield, cutting down their opponents with a volley of bullets.
At this rate, the Imperial Army will have the upper hand.
Nathan called out to Murayama to send in their own reinforcement. The elderly samurai quickly raised his gunbai fan in the air and signal for the cavalry to make their appearance.
The thunderous galloping of a thousand horses shook the battlefield as Ujio lead the cavalry to support their forces, reinvigorating their allies with a fierce war cry. The rest of the cavalry followed suit, announcing their presence and terrifying their opponents.
"Here comes the cavalry." Port twirled his mustache.
"So many horseys…" Nora quietly said, knowing well that these horses will be among the casualties.
Katsumoto roared with approval and had a samurai signaled their reserved infantry to flank the Imperial Army reinforcement.
Waves of samurais carrying banners and weapons charged down from the hills and onto the mass of soldiers. The cavalry supported them, charging through the ranks, sowing chaos and panic amongst the Imperial ranks.
Ironwood sagely nodded, "One of the oldest tactics in the book."
"And one that still works well to this day." Glynda eyed her students, "Always watch your surroundings, children."
"Yes, Professor Goodwitch."
As they charged through, Ujio's horse was killed, dismounting the fierce warrior from his steed. Ujio tumbled and quickly rolled back to his feet, drawing his blade and swiftly cutting down his adversaries. Despite being outnumbered, he managed to cut his way through their ranks, even managing to snap a soldier's neck in his rampage.
"This guy isn't pulling any punches," Vernal said with admiration.
"Hmm… This warrior appears to be the most skillful out of all we had seen so far." Ozpin remarked respectfully on Ujio prowess.
Jaune stared numbly at the carnage, "Whoa… And he's doing this without aura." His partner, Pyrrha, touched his arm gently; worried that Jaune will suffer another bout of self-deprecating. He turned and smiled, assuring her that he's fine. "I'm okay. Thanks."
The scene flits through a series of samurais and soldiers brutally fighting each other, then to the entirety of the battlefield.
Ozpin silently stared at the chaotic fighting, "Too much, does this remind me of the battles fought in the Great War."
"I… Never realized how large-scaled the battle was." Blake softly said.
Her teammates and friends numbly agreed. They were drawn into a small perceptive of the battle so much so that that they didn't recognize the greater extent of the battle.
"In combat, we tend to be in our own little world." Port wisely explained, "Which is why we teach all of our students to think outside of that little world." The professor leaned back in his chair, "All actions outside and inside that small bubble has its own impact."
"That's… Deep." Neptune managed.
"Was Professor Port always this philosophical?" Ren asked his teammates.
They merely shrugged.
Casualties rise as the fighting rages on. Ujio continues to slaughter his way through the soldiers, never slowing down. Algren and Katsumoto now fight back to back, as if one person, slashing with their swords, shattering bayonets, dealing death on all sides.
"Side to side." Sun lightly punched Neptune on the shoulder, "We should try that someday."
As they dealt the finishing blow to their last opponents, the two warriors paused and watched the battle with a heartache expression.
All sound gradually fades and is replaced by the elegiac sound of a bamboo flute. The images of combat became fragmented and impressionistic. They may be winning, but no matter how bravely the samurai fight, they were simply outnumbered in the end.
And the cost… Their own people who shared the same national identity and culture. Their own brothers. They were bleeding and dying every second.
"This rebellion… This battle. It's a cost that only their people will have to pay." Oobleck said sadly, "If I can recall, our Hosts stated that the reason for this rebellion is due to modern technology eroding the traditions of their society. The question is what kind of tradition are they fighting for?"
"Tradition should constantly be evolving." Winter brushed her hair to the side, "Certain tradition has been shown to hinder progress to the modern-day."
Oobleck nodded, "I won't argue with that…"
Ironwood let out an unhappy sigh. The sight of people sharing the same national identity killing each other is tragic. It runs parallel to Atlesian soldiers fighting against huntsmen who were born and raised in Atlas or Mantle. With the situation in Mantle deteriorating, this sort of scenario has already occurred.
The tide begins to turn as Imperial soldiers ran out of ammunition, fumble with jammed weapons, cowering before the furious onslaught. Finally, a bugler issues a call and they stumbled back through the defile in a disorganized retreat.
Through their binoculars, Omura and Bagley witness their men fleeing from the battlefield.
"Son of a bitch thinks he can win," Bagley muttered to himself.
"The samurais may have won the battle, but they might not win the war." Cinder analytically observed.
Winter nodded, "It would appear so."
The retreating soldiers were chased down, but many of them were able to escape. Some were unfortunate enough to be still caught up in the fighting.
Ujio could be described as a whirlwind of death, blurring through his opponents without stopping. In his rampage, the warrior was unable to detect a lone soldier taking aim. The soldier fired, his bullet zipping clean through Ujio's armor and body. The fearsome samurai fell to his knee, planting his sword down on the ground to support himself.
"How unfortunate." Raven casually said.
It wasn't uncommon for those to be too caught up in the fighting and be injured or killed. That's simply how life works.
The soldier who fired the shot was kicked down by a samurai and finished off. The others rushed to aid Ujio, lifting and supporting him to his feet.
However, Ujio refused their help, violently jerking his shoulder. He snapped at them, telling him that he was fine. Seeing that their revered leader was fine, the other samurais let out a shout and resumed fighting. Ujio spat out blood and surveyed the battlefield.
The images of combat were still fragmented and impressionistic.
"He's refusing medical treatment?" Pyrrha frowned, "But why?"
Jaune rubbed his neck, "Maybe he's too… Prideful?"
"He's a warrior." Raven answered, "They live to fight, and die. Life and death are an aspect they all accepted."
"Funny. I named my weapons Life and Death as well!" Maria interrupted, "Back when I was young, I had two kamas named Life and Death. They're now my cane." She shook her skull cane at them, "Well… One of them. I didn't need two."
"Our apology for abruptly ending this viewing and discussion, but there is something interesting happening in another world. One that is quite destructive."
"How destructive?" Ozpin asked warily.
"It may unsettle some of you."
Penny fiddled with her hand, "That sounds reassuring."
Ironwood and Winter looked at Penny quizzically, had the android finally learn sarcasm?
"Hold your questions for the moment, they will be answered soon."
"Our Hosts have quite a hobby." Maria mused, pondering deeply about what the Hosts really are. No one knows much about them. "Violence seems to interest our Hosts. Am I right?"
"There are some among your Hosts, that finds conflicts interesting."
That raised some serious questions.
"Rest assure, this next one will be quite short." The Hosts said, "The fighting that has occurred in the other reality is about to be over. Afterward, we may return to more… Lighthearted viewings."
Everyone braced themselves as the next screening plays.
NEXT: Godzilla: King of Monsters - Final Battle
Pushing some requests already, but they will be mixed in with what I had already planned.
Also, I don't mind doing anime and manga. I might have to do some research, but I shouldn't really mind it all too much. Still... Researching is such a pain at times when it doesn't give you much to work on.
Please be patient. I have a lot of requests and planned chapters that I will be mixing in.
Pardon my grammar, spelling, and sequences description.
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