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	"Then force your kind to learn. Struggle breeds adaption. Brutality, breeds strength. If you wish, I could teach your kind magics any lifeform can use. Although, if I were to do that, I'd take over combat training as well..." The Fallen Emperor says, looking at the high general. "After all...you seem very, very weak...." He says, looking the general right in the face, with a look of partial disgust. Logar sighs. "...You seem to be being a bit rash, are you n-" Logar starts, before the Fallen Emperor punches in his direction, launching Logar straight back......directly straight, from the planet, and into space, before pulling on the air, sending the far smaller man crashing into the planet, broken to the point of not being able to move.
	"..That, was one of my weakest abilities." He says, before poking the high general in the chest, the metal threads of his armor being tangled, and mangled with a simple twist of his finger. "You're armor is soft. Flesh can become far stronger." F.E says, before slowly continuing to twist his finger, soon the general's entire shirt being on his finger in a bundle.