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... staring at me. It must have been unimaginable to him, being rescued from a Lesser Cores enslavement and placed into the service of the Great Core. I stared back, giving him a little hiss of acknowledgement. As the Great Cores Champion, it was important to make a good first impression.
I regretted that.
A horrible scent-taste pressed against my outstretched tongue, remnant bits of filth and more clinging to the still-healing Coreless. My tongue shot back in, and I sealed my mouth ...
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