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... ar voice like Zetius’s own heartbeat. It was a feeling he had grown accustomed to, whether it was Jack’s presence or his own solitude.
The cockpit of the Armatus Celer dimmed, leaving only a faint glow to trace the lines of his dazzling visage.
Zetius leaned back, relaxing into the pilot’s chair. It featured an almost flat incline with a proper footrest, clearly designed with long-range deployments in mind for when it was in the X-12's cruise configuration.
Unfortunately, ...
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