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| ==Lore==
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| ===BRAVE Arsenal===
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| Four-year-old [[Eld]] leaned into [[Perilla-28]]'s side, a half-eaten cracker forgotten and crumbling in his small hands.
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| "Did you know I was in the [[Last City|City]] for [[Six Fronts]]? I was already here, though I wouldn't meet your great-great-grandma for a long time yet."
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| "There wasn't a City then," Eld said confidently. "It was all mud."
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| Perilla-28 laughed. "No, it was a true city by the time I got here. When the walls were finished, we threw the biggest party I'd ever seen. We thought we were finally safe…"
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| She paused, a hand on Eld's fine hair, lost in her memories. Eld tugged at her sleeve. "And then what?"
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| "And then the Guardians protected us. Better than any wall could."
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| [[The Traveler]]'s departure had left a hole in the City sky. Perilla gazed up at it.
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| "That's what they do. That's what they always do."
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| Eld had stopped listening. He was shaking the cracker crumbs off his hands onto Perilla's dress. "Auntie," he said very seriously, "I need some juice."
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