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... white around her baton. The floor beneath her hummed—faintly, unevenly—but this time, it didn’t resist her. It had heard her. Felt her pulse. And for one fleeting instant, the Obliette had acknowledged something foreign:
Belonging.
Leon stepped up beside her and offered a gloved hand.
She didn’t hesitate this time.
As he helped her to her feet, the others slowly gathered around the fading echo of the shattered Form-Eater. It was gone, reduced to nothing but a hov ...
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