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            <title>The Rusted Iron Queen&#8217;s War Machine - Vol. 1 Chapter 3 &#8211; Bloody Ruts</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[The adjustment and operation of the prosthetic limbs were going smoothly. However, the nerve-connected tank was not going so easily. It moved. It did move but it was still far from being the new weapon that could be controlled freely like one’s own arms and legs, which had been the original concept. At this point, it was much better to move it normally. Also,…]]></description>
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            <title>The Rusted Iron Queen&#8217;s War Machine - Vol. 1 Chapter 2 &#8211; Memoirs of the Sand Wolf</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Three years ago, aside from Dias and Cardiel, there had been six other companions. Though there was a year or two of difference between them, they were all boys and girls of roughly the same generation. At the time, they had not owned anything like a tank. They were a team that hunted small mutants, each taking up their own weapon, such as rifles,…]]></description>
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            <title>The Rusted Iron Queen&#8217;s War Machine - Vol. 1 Chapter 1 &#8211; The Steel Throne</title>
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