"Such power..." Cinderella murmured, watching the television screen. The man in the purple helmet hurled tanks away from himself with a gesture, twisted bridges into pretzels with a thought. "Imagine what we could do with it. The Adversary wouldn't stand a chance."
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Date: 2007-08-30 10:39 pm (UTC)