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XUNDÍTRIGGAR: I will have what the heathens before me could not. Not the Wretch. Nor the Engine. Nor any of the petty raid-lords since. Ahak. The world ends. I make it anew, knowable to me. (Turning around towards the crater) A dominion. Not like that of the Walkers or the new people.

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