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... chor, and turned toward Ava.
His coat was scorched at the hem. His shirt was shredded, exposing part of the biosuit underneath —which was smoking.
And his blade?
Cracked down the middle, half-melted, edge ruined.
He held it up and gave it a dramatic little twirl before it snapped with a soft metallic ping.
"So... good news: I’m still pretty." He looked at her expectantly. "Bad news: all my gear dead."
Ava didn’t re ...
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