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... a walking embodiment of a science experiment gone wrong, stood over them, victorious.
Draven, their one-man army, was a crumpled heap against the wall. Eliza was unconscious. The situation was FUBAR – Fouled Up Beyond All Recognition, as Seraph would say.
But then, the fear was gone, replaced by an ice-cold clarity. The Undercroft scrapper, the boy who had survived countless close calls with rust-golems in the dark, took over.
Panic was a luxury he couldn’t afford. They ...
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