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... t, eerie glow in the dim light, and then faded. We both stepped back, taking a moment to survey our work—the result of three focused, silent hours. Just as the magic settled, Mahya turned to me, her face uncharacteristically uncertain.
“Do you… want us to connect the core to you?” Her voice was soft, almost hesitant.
I blinked, thrown by the suggestion. “Wait, where’s this coming from? I thought we were connecting it to you—for the jeep, wasn’t that the plan?”
She shrugge ...
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