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... rpness, like cold iron just pulled from water. It stung in the lungs, thin and charged, a flavor only runners knew. Most people would be gasping, crashing, or at least sitting down.
Lucen barely had the strength to complain.
But he still tried.
They stepped out onto the cracked concrete lot behind the outpost. No crowd. Just dull lights overhead, half-dead fixtures buzzing, and a mana vent whining like an old kettle.
Lucen’s shoulders slumped. His coat was half-zi ...
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