This chapter's a bit different. Rather than one omake, I put in three mini ones that I thought were interesting but I'm unsure about continuing or if they would interest people. Gimme your thoughts on each one and which of the three you might wanna see expanded on in a future omake :)
Battle for Beacon
Beacon was at war. It was a conflict not seen in millenia. Huntsmen and Huntresses, those meant to stand side-by-side against the evils of the Grimm, has turned against one another in droves. Men and women, brothers and sisters, boyfriends and girlfriends, and platonic life partners all had
It all started so innocently. After Salem was stopped, which wasn't easy, peace had reigned across the land. Well, not rally. Grimm were still around, the Faunus still got a raw deal, and almost nobody even knew about the immortal Grimm Queen or noticed she was gone. So actually things hadn't changed all that much apart from team RWBY-J having to repeat their second year. Apparently 'dropped out to train to fight Salem' was not a valid excuse.
They'd hoped that, after everything they'd been through, things would calm down. Ha, how naive they were. With Salem permanently dead, Ozpin decided that he deserved to spend whatever years he had left before his final death living without his lifelong burden. Which Jaune totally agreed with, but then he decided to just up and quit as headmaster without notice. He literally just left a sticky note on his desk saying 'leaving, don't come find me or I'll boil you in hot chocolate'.
That was the beginning of the end. With Ozpin gone, Professor Goodwitch took up the reins as the new headmistress. Sadly, she did not have Ozpin's centuries of experience on ignoring and delaying problems. Seeing their chance, the students of the school had started lodging complaints and suggestions on how things could change around here. Anything from changing the lockers to not be communal - which had gotten vehement complaints from most of the male student body - to even more asinine suggestions like every dorm having a walk-in closet, as suggested by one Coco Adel.
It opened up the floodgates to grievances long suppressed, and there was a clear line in the middle between the boys and the girls. Suggestions from one side were counteracted by the other and soon shouting matches were common in the halls.
Jaune had tried to stay out of it. Partly because he loved his team and treated them like family, and mostly because he knew arguing with the literal demigods who were now the four most powerful people on Remnant was a fool's errand. What did he have to complain about, he thought. He had three amazing friends (and Blake), one of whom, Ruby, he was dating. Life was grand.
...
And then they betrayed him.
He didn't want to think about what they'd done; even the memory was too much. Needless to say it had caused a rift between him and his female compatriots, which only got worse when Goodwitch finally made a decision among the quarelling voices.
She was taking a week long vacation and they could 'fight it out amongst themselves'.
Chaos reigned soon after. Someone, he didn't know who, got it in their head that if they beat their teammate then it meant the loser had to listen. That mindset soon spread and from there it was all out war in the halls. It didn't matter who you once were. The closest of friends, even family, turned against one another in their desire to to get their perceived victory.
Including him.
Jaune looked over the war table (read: a wooden table they put an unused B&B table on) and rubbed his beard (read: some peach fuzz he forgot to shave off). It had been three days since the beginning of the war, and yet he felt as if he'd fought four months. Despite only being eighteen years old, Jaune had the countenance of someone at least twice his age. War had a way of leaving its mark on them all.
It was a losing battle. While the guys and girls were mostly equal - outliers like Pyrrha aside - team RWBY had tipped the scale towards the girls so much it wasn't even funny. Every single one of them was worth entire teams and they made sure everyone know. Even Ruby - sweet, innocent Ruby - had seemingly reveled in how much power she wielded and just how unstoppable she was.
And so the men had turned to him. Jaune Arc, the one many looked on with pity for not having (unknown to them) magical powers, was now their only hope. They couldn't hope to beat team RWBY in an open fight, so they had to exploit their weaknesses.
Footsteps came from behind and Sun, his second in command, saluted him, "Sir."
"Sun." Jaune nodded, still not taking his eyes off the tiny figurines on the war table, "How goes the fighting?"
"It's...It's a real struggle." The other blonde rubbed his arms, face set in a frown, "You managed to get back the western front from Blake, but she got super mad and now she's rampaging everywhere."
Ah yes, the Tuna Gambit. An ingenious plan that involved exploiting Blake's addiction to fish. It was amazing, really. He'd sent a bowl of thunnus alalunga, one of her favorites, and even prepared it with rice like a traditional Menagerie dish. It was a peace offering, or so he claimed, and Blake, fool that she was, was all too eager to take the bait. Or the fish, as it were.
The fish that was full of laxatives.
They'd taken her front while she was so busy camping the toilet for the next couple of hours. Needless to say, she had been a very mad cat afterwards. Some would call it mean, perhaps a breach of trust. He considered it fair game considering she'd lied to his parents that she was pregnant simply to perpetuate their fake relationship and put him on thin ice with them for weeks.
"Better she's angry and unfocused than logical and following orders." Some brave souls had volunteered to act as a diversion, keeping her away from the the more hectic battlefronts. He'd honor their sacrifice.
They were all fighting for something. For some it was ideals, others a refusal to bend the knee, and in the case of Sun, not wanting to put on a buttoned shirt despite Weiss' pleading. Jaune agreed. So what if she wanted to take him to a high society party and leaving his chest bare wasn't 'presentable'? Hiding abs like those was a crime against all of Remnant and he fully understood Sun's willingness to fight for his beliefs.
Yet more footsteps before Mercury, his chief enforcer, joined them, "We lost the east wing." He growled, "Xiao Long came and we didn't stand a chance."
"Did you remember to leave the package?"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Then it wasn't a loss." Jaune grinned in manic glee.
His scroll rang.
Mercury and Sun suddenly went silent while Jaune answered the call without any fear, "Ruby," he said, looking down at the screen. His girlfriend, the most amazing woman on Remnant...and the one who'd betrayed him the most.
"Jaune." She sighed, "Can we please knock this off already?"
"Oh? Ready to surrender?"
"No!" Ruby stomped her foot. From outside their war room (read: a storage closet no one was using) the wind picked up, "But this is stupid! Everyone's fighting for no reason!"
"No reason? You're so quick to forget how you betrayed me."
"All I did was ask if you'd maybe consider changing your pajamas!" Ruby shrieked, oh so easy to lose control.
"And that was a stab in the back!" Jaune shouted back, "That onesie is a part of the Arc family! I've had it since I was a baby!"
"...Wait, that doesn't make sense. You would've literally outgrown-"
"Up, up, up!" Jaune cut her off, "We are not here to discuss your failings! Unless you're to apologize and surrender, we have nothing to talk about."
"You're being dumb! All of you are! I suggested you get new jammies, Weiss just wants Sun to put on a shirt for a party, and Pyrrha wants to introduce Mercury to her parents! Why are you all being so stupid about this?!"
"You'll never understand." Jaune shook his head...and privately agreed when it came to Mercury. Fighting a war because your girlrfriend wanted to introduce you to her family was absurd to him, but he let it slide. Mercury was too useful to turn away, "Give up, Ruby. You can't win this."
"Uh...are you serious?" She raised a brow, "Jaune, you're literally fighting four of the strongest people on Remnant. You don't have a chance." A pause, and then her face flushed, "N-Not that I'm implying you're useless or anything! Of course not! You're a very valued member of the team and we wouldn't have gotten as far as we did without you! You saved our lives so many times and-"
"Ruby! We're at war, please stop." Jaune blushed. Ugh, even when they were on opposite sides she was the best, "Uh, just...just surrender, okay? Then things can go back to normal."
"We're not surrendering!" She huffed, "Look, Yang's already breaking down door you guys failed to defend, so just...why are you smiling like that?"
The deafening boom that came from the east side was all the explanation needed. Ruby looked away in shock while Yang's angry screech echoed throughout the entire campus, "And that was Yang setting off the glue trap that we planted." And probably ruining her hair in the process. Oh she'd be pissed, but she'd also have to sit out for at least a couple of days to get her hair back to normal, "Oh, and did I mention that the trap was in Goodwitch's room?'
Ruby gasped, "You're insane! She's gonna kill you when she comes back!"
"For what? All the footage is gonna see is Yang setting off a glue bomb and not getting out of the way in time." Mercury was very good at remaining unseen, "Do you have any idea how mad she's gonna be at the girls? That is unless you all surrender now and I'll agree to take the blame. Let both sides live in peace."
Jaune was no fool. With team RWBY on the side of the girls, the guys had no chance of actually winning. The only way they could survive this was to stall. When Professor Goodwitch came back she'd be raging at them taking her flippant comment about fighting amongst themselves so literally and ground the entire school till graduation. Which would suck, but at least it meant that neither side could make demands. Enforcing the status quo.
It was like Ozpin stated before: when fighting an all-powerful witch, stalemate was victory.
"Grrr, that tears it!" Her eyes lit up with Maiden power and the wind outside reached a fever pitch, "I'm gonna kick your butt and personally drag you here as my prisoner! You're gonna wear a collar, Jaune! And yes, I do mean it in a kinky way too! You're gonna pay for this!"
Then she cut the call. Sun and Mercury looked to him in uncertainty while Jaune just laughed under his breath. At last, the war had truly begun.
Baby Jaune
Ozpin was a man with many regrets, though among them all, one of the greatest was how he sustained his eternal life. It was never so easy as simply coming back from the dead. The Brother Gods had made him a parasite, latching onto to those unlucky enough to share his character until there was nothing left but another incarnation of Ozma. It sickened him to his very core.
That was why he was doing what he did now.
Ozpin set aside his reagents and looked down at the ritual circle. An de-aging spell. It was something many would've paid their entire life savings for even a glimpse of, and yet for him it was simply a necessary evil. He did not fear death, for only fools failed to understand that it was something that couldn't be escaped from, but he would do anything to ensure that even one more soul was spared the fate of being his host.
But he'd made a mistake. In all his eagerness and desperation to free someone from the yoke of responsibility, something very crucial had slipped his mind.
He forgot to lock the door.
And so it was that one Jaune Florentius Arc walked in - without knocking, mind you - and stepped into the circle just as he'd finished the incantation. There was a bright flash of light that forced him to look away, and when he looked back he was met with the sight of the gangly teenager being replaced by an infant a few months old at most that was, somehow, wearing a blue Pumpkin Pete's onesie.
...
Ozpin and the baby stared at one another for a moment before, as babies were quick to do, Jaune lost interest and started squirming around aimlessly. This...was not good. He'd intended to give himself an extra ten or twenty years. Jaune seventeen years of age, so really it was lucky that he'd only been turned into an infant and wasn't erased from existence altogether.
It was still an issue, however. The counter-spell would take a while to prepare and he was not equipped to deal with an baby. It hd been literal centuries since the last time he procreated. He was rather turned off the idea when his last offspring became Ostwick the Mad and attempted to take over Vale.
The immortal wizard knelt down in front of the baby, "Jaune? Would it be too much to hope that you retained your mind despite your diminished state?" The baby burped and drooled, "I was afraid of that." He sighed, ignoring the (honestly rather plump) baby. He couldn't take care of a child, and even if he could he needed to be free in order to create the counter-spell. Someone else had to do it in his stead.
...
"Jaune, I hope you're aware that your current state - which is really your fault, if you think about it - doesn't excuse you from your responsibilities as team RWBY's minder. Baby or not, they still need someone there to ensure that they don't destroy Vale. I trust you're up to the task."
Jaune continued to drool.
"Excellent. I knew I could count on you." Ozpin stood, "Now, I should call Ms. Xiao Long..."
Back in the team RWBY-J dorm, Blake stretched on her bed and let out a relaxed breath. Some would say she should feel guilty. She had, after all, commited an act of arson (not that anyone could ever prove it...) and burned down a building. She would say that she had nothing to be guilty about since the place was disrimintory against Faunus and the owner was a proud constituent of Wardes Winchester.
And it wasn't like she killed the guy. It was totally different from the White Fang who would've just bombed the building with everyone inside. Jaune was completely overreacting and there was no reason he had to tell the headmaster what she did, the drama queen.
She picked up a book from her nearby stack and flipped to the bookmark. It was just her, Ruby and Weiss in the room. The Schnee heiress was, as always, studying while Ruby split her attention between playing on her scroll and looking up at Blake when she thought she wasn't paying attention.
Blake had to resist the urge to sigh. Things had been somewhat tense between the two lately. Not that they were fighting, Ruby was as sweet and friendly as she'd always been, but rather she somehow got it in her head that Blake had some kind of infatutation with Jaune, who Ruby had a none too subtle crush on. Well, none too subtle to anyone but said crush, who somehow had no idea.
She rolled her eyes at the idea of her fancying Jaune. So what if they spent a lot of time together, couldn't imagine life without him, and she planned to take him with her back to Menagerie after graduation? It didn't mean anything. Friends did all those things too.
Her musings about her not-crush were interrupted when Yang stepped inside...carrying a baby? Blake blinked and rubbed her eyes, trying to make sure that she wasn't seeing things. Nope, Yang absolutely was carrying an eerily familiar blonde infant in a blue onesie.
"...Where-"
"Yang, is that yours?!" Ruby shrieked, bolting up from her place on the floor and rushing her older sister in a storm of rose petals. Thankfully she stopped before collision, "Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?!"
"Indeed! I would've thought we deserved to know as your teammates!" Weiss huffed, already at her partner's side and cooing over the plump tot.
"...Seriously?" Yang looked past them to Blake who shared her look of exasperation, "Did you guys not take Sex Ed? I'm pretty sure you two would've noticed if I was packing an extra human in here.""
"I was home schooled by the finest tutors. I...simply considered it not that important." Weiss scoffed.
"I may or may not have skipped it to work on Crescence Rose." Ruby shuffled awkwardly.
"Wow, that's real fucking great."
"Yang! Language!" Weiss scolded, looking absolutely scandalized.
"Oh bite me. I'm pretty sure that he won't even remember this." Yang rolled her eyes, "And before you ask who the little guy is, he's Jaune."
"Jaune had a baby?" Ruby looked absolutely heartbroken, "W-Who's the mom? Is it someone we know? Oh, I bet it's someone from team NDGO. I saw that Gwen girl giving him looks-"
"Ruby. Do I have to point out that there isn't enough time or that people also would've noticed if any of the transfers ended up getting pregnant?" Yang would've facepalmed if she wasn't using both hands too hold the baby, "I mean this baby is Jaune. Literally. He got caught in one of the headmaster's spells and got turned into an infant."
"...What the fuck?" Weiss said, totally breaking her own rules.
Blake finally got up from her bed and walked over to her teammates. Looking closer, she definitely saw the resemblance. Same blonde hair, same blue eyes, and she felt an all too familiar feeling of being judged. Yeah, it was him. No one else could make her feel like she was doing everything wrong even though she knew in her heart of hearts that she was right.
"Don't tell me he's stuck like this permanently. Because if so that's just murder with extra steps and I'm going to kill the headmaster," Blake said, utterly blase despite suggesting murder. Hey, it was justified.
"Nah, he said he can fix it but it'll take a couple of weeks...or months."
"Hm." Blake poked his chubby little cheek and it squished cutely. Squish, squish, squish, squish.
"So...what? We're just supposed to take care of him?" Ruby asked nervously.
"At least until the headmaster fixes this, yeah." Yang smiled, "Don't worry, Rubes, I helped take care of you when we were growing up, remember? Besides, when Zwei gets back he'll be a big help. He can change diapers better than dad could."
"I won't even comment on how disturbing that is," Blake said, "Pass him over here. I helped take care of kids back in Menagerie." Yang looked hesitant for a moment, which Blake took full offense with, before she handed her the smaller blonde.
It was like a switch had been flipped. One second he was as calm as a baby could be and the next he was utterly bawling. Blake's sensitive hearing was barraged by the high pitched screeching and it was only due to her training that she didn't drop the pudgy ball of crying Arc.
"Blake!" Weiss shouted.
"What?!" Blake shouted back, which only made the crying louder, "I don't know what's wrong!"
"Just give him here!" Yang gently took him back and, as if the switch had been flipped again, Jaune immediately calmed down. Blake's eyes narrowed at the seemingly innocent babe, "Yeesh, I dunno what's up with you two, but I think it's better for all of our ears if you keep the carrying to a minimum, Blakey."
"Don't be ridiculous." She didn't want to ferry Jaune around, but she was still insulted at the idea that somehow it was because something was wrong with her, "It was probably just a fluke. Let me just-"
She'd barely gotten her hands around to take him off Yang when he let out an ear piercing cry, "Nope, nope, nope!" Yang pulled back and he quieted down again, "He seems fine if you're just poking him, but carrying is off-limits."
"I concur. I would like to not be deafened, if at all possible," Weiss added.
Ruby didn't say anything, too busy cooing over the baby that was also her crush. Blake's eyes narrowed as Yang and Weiss turned their attention to Jaune too. Oh, that little cretin knew exactly what he was doing. Fine, if he wanted a war then he'd get one. He started it!
Just Rewards
Jaune sliced the edge of his knife across the assassin's throat. The woman gurgled, trying desperately to will her Aura to heal the fatal wound, and Jaune waited until the lights of her eyes dimmed before he put a bullet through her forehead. No sense in taking any chances. They'd made that mistake before.
He wiped his bloodstained hands on the ground and sighed. That was the second assassin this week. They thought going to Mistral would help them keep a low profile - it allowed Yang's birth mom to hide out for decades, after all - but apparently not. The Mistral government didn't care about bandits victimizing innocent people on the outskirts, but four Maidens who just wanted to live their lives? Well, clearly that deserved their full attention.
Jaune cursed under his breath as he returned to the cave where they took shelter, the setting sun bearing down on him. The quiet allowed his mind to wander and think about how things had gone so horribly the past few months.
They had beaten Salem. It took everything they had and then some, but they'd done it. They'd expected a hero's welcome, or at least a thank you from Ozpin, but they didn't even get that. The old bastard had disappeared to gods only knew where. Maybe the Brother Gods themselves plucked him from existence, but either way he was gone and there was no sign of where he went.
There was a reason Ozpin was secretive. Back then they'd disagreed, but now they realized he was right to worry. After killing Salem one of his cronies, Arthur Watts, had escaped and done something a final, spiteful scratch on their faces. He'd revealed team RWBY's status as Maidens and, more importantly, how the powers were inherited. Ozpin's gods damned sucession...
And the kingdoms believed. Perhaps Watts had more proof, or maybe it was just desperation and a lust for power, but the end result was the same. They'd gone from the unsung saviors of Remnant to the target of every single kingdom's power mad bastards.
The Valean council was the first to demand their unconditional obedience, which they'd of course refused to abide. Headmistress Goodwitch was on their side, arguing that team RWBY had done more than enough for Remnant, and that as Huntresses they could only do more if left alone.
It only took a week for one of the female students, a fourth year whose name he couldn't even remember, tried to attack Ruby when she was alone. Ruby had killed her in self-defense and rumors spread from there. The poor girl had remained stuck in her room for days after that, unable to take the whispers and looks the other students gave her even as Goodwitch and the rest of them assured her that it was alright.
Another person attacked Weiss the next week and Headmistress Goodwitch was replaced soon after. Not by choice, from what he heard, but they all realized that staying in Beacon after that wasn't an option; even for him. He wasn't a Maiden himself, but his connection to the team as a whole was public knowledge at this point. Trying to distance himself, not that he would've, wasn't an option.
Their families weren't safe either. Blake's parents were ousted from their positions in Menagerie after they refused to turn their daughter over as a weapon while Taiyang and Qrow were forced to go on the run. The Schnees were powerful enough to avoid any backlash, though Jacques Schnee had publicly disavowed Weiss' refusal to serve Atlas as a betrayal and stated in no uncertain terms that she was no longer welcome in their household.
Jaune's family wanted to fight for him, but he knew that it wouldn't work so he had them publicly disown him and staged a performance to make it clear to anyone watching that they couldn't be used as leverage. He hated that he had to break Saphron's arm to do it, but she'd volunteered and said that she'd always love him - that they all did - no matter what happened.
And now here they were, hunted down like animals because they decided not to put their heads in the sand and pretend that Salem was something they could ignore. No good deed goes unpunished, Rebecca always told him. It was only nopw that he realized just how true that was.
"Rosewood," Jaune said as he drew close to the cave. Passwords might have seemed silly, but it made it easier to keep their guards up. He stepped inside and ignored the stab of pain at the sight of his friends. They all looked haggard. Gone were their confident smiles and Huntress attire, replaced instead by grim looks and non-descript clothes that helped them blend into the crowd. They'd even dyed their hairs different colors, something that Weiss and Ruby were reluctant to do.
Ruby saw the dried blood on his hands and stood up, "Jaune, are you-"
"It's not mine." He sat by her and she leaned against him, holding his right hand despite the bloodstains.
"Another assassin?" Blake scowled. Her now-brown hair and blue eyes were odd enough on her, but she'd also put her bow back on to hide her Faunus features again. He could tell it hurt her to go back.
"Hm." Jaune nodded.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Yang hit her fist against the cave wall. Her red hair was in a ponytail and there was a new scar on her cheek; a little present from someone who got just a bit too close to becoming the next Spring Maiden, "They already forced us out of Vale. How many assholes do we have to kill before they stop?"
"Until they have our powers, I imagine no cost is too high." Weiss said, not looking up from the fire. She was almost unrecognizable with her now-black hair cut just below the neck and her eyes a dull brown.
"Maybe...Maybe we should just go and go and pledge ourselves to a kingdom," Ruby said softly.
"I don't think that's an option anymore, Ruby," Weiss finally looked up to her team leader, "We've already proven at this point that we won't bend the first time they ask. With the power we wield, and what even a single Maiden can accomplish, they'll only be satisfied if they have hosts with absolute loyalty."
"Then what do we do?" Ruby asked.
No one said anything. It was a question they asked themselves many times since they'd gone on the run. In the beginning they'd simply wanted to live away from the kingdom and keep a low profile, but the assassins made that an imopossibility. Even going to villages was a risk. Their faces were plastered all across Remnant and people were all too eager to point the kingdoms their way in exchange for monetary rewards; and that was if they weren't trying their luck themselves.
"The way I see it, we have two options," Weiss began, "We can continue on our path of being hunted down like rats until the kingdoms come to their senses, which is unlikely, or one of the assassins accomplish their task and steal our powers. The latter is a bit more unlikely since, given how the powers are transferred, killing us in our sleep isn't an option." Well, maybe for the four of them, but he didn't have luxury.
"Or?" Jaune asked.
"Or we fight back." They all looked at her, both worried and intrigued, "So far the only consequences the kingdoms have had are losing the women they send after us, and while that might cost them some lien and personell, it's not enough to be even called eggs on their faces. If we want the kingdoms to leave us alone then we have to show them that the price is far too high."
"You can't mean..." Ruby trailed off.
"We attack a public area and show just how dangerous four angry Maidens can be." It said a lot about how far they'd been pushed that none of them immediately denied the suggestion, "Afterwards we make it clear: any more assassins after us and the entire kingdom will be hit with our reprisal. The counil and the politicians think they're safe and never have to face consequences. We'll prove them wrong."
"Weiss, you're suggesting we go to war with a literal kingdom. You realize that, right?" Blake asked.
"And I've no doubt we're strong enough that we can succeed. Do you disagree?" None of them did, "Atlas has an army, so that would be difficult, but as for the rest? Vale, Mistral and Vacuo only have scattered Huntsmen, and Vacuo especially is fragmented already. It's not as if we have to destroy the kingdoms wholesale either. Do enough damage and they'll realize that continued conflict with us isn't worth the cost."
"What about the innocent people, Weiss?" Jaune shook his head, "They aren't involved in this."
"Yeah. It's just the power hungry assholes," Yang said.
"I'm aware." Weiss closed her eyes, "I don't like this any more than you all do, we all came together as a team when we stopped the Breach, but what other choice do we have? Do we continue to be hunted down like rats? Live the rest of our lives as fugitives because of power hungry politicians who'll no doubt use our abilities for their own selfish ends to subjagate others?"
Again, none of them said anything.
"I'm merely making a suggestion," Weiss said at last, "Either way this continued game of hide and seek isn't feasible. We need to come up with a plan."
"We can't hurt innocent people, Weiss," Ruby said firmly, silver eyes shining in the dark cave, "We'll find another option. We have to."
"Alright, Ruby, I'll follow you. As always." The former heiress smiled, though it was strained, "Now then, I suppose we should have dinner and rest. We can't stay here now given who Jaune had encountered."
They had a small dinner of some rabbit Blake caught and Jaune volunteered for the first watch. He spent the next couple of hours just looking at the mouth of the cave, hands on his weapon at all times until Blake woke up for her turn. She ignored his insistence that he could go for bit longer and pushed him deeper into the cave. He crawled into his and Ruby's shared sleeping bag and held her close, trying to forget about all their troubles for at least one night.
Two comedy and one angsty stories for you all. The first one is based on Coeur Al Aran's Beacon Civil War, though with the presence of the Maidens and Jaune being all in on the insanity. The second one is more slice of life and Blake continuing to be the worst. The third is just pure angst and really makes you wonder if the people of Remnant are even worth stopping Salem for.
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