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... each inhale slightly resisted, each exhale carrying a pressure that wasn't physical. The mark at his chest dulled, as if wrapped in layers of unseen gravity. Not pain. Not restraint.
Load.
Calder's device flickered again, then stabilized with unfamiliar parameters scrolling past. He stared, lips parting. "This isn't escalation," he said slowly. "It's resource allocation."
Lira stiffened. "Explain."
"The War Constant is compensating for observation," Calder said. " ...
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