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... phere over the slums had shifted. It was no longer just heavy with smoke and dust; it thrummed, vibrating with a heartbeat that did not belong in this world. The tear above the cityscape pulsed like a terrible heart, sending ripples of distortion which warped metal and warped light. Each breath had the taste of iron and ozone.
Rai stood amidst the rubble of a destroyed highway overpass, his coat flying in the wind while the node-charged scythe strapped to his back pulsed with a thin viol ...
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