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... he sky was still painted with early morning hues when the first argument broke out.

Two men—former Eye code regulators—were shouting over who should oversee Bloom integrations in their sector.

One wanted efficiency. The other, autonomy.

Neither was wrong.

But they weren’t used to being allowed to disagree.

And the crowd watched in silence, uncertain if this too would be... punished.

It wasn’t.

Kaen stood nearby, sipping from a warm cup of h ...

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