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... lten metal hissing softly as they flowed through carved channels in the stone floor. Sparks leapt with every breath of the furnace, and the air pressed heavy against the skin, thick with heat and iron.
Durgan and Thrain were still staring at Luca.
Not aggressively. Not dismissively.
But with the kind of attention reserved for something that had just violated common sense.
Luca let the silence stretch for a heartbeat longer—just enough.
Then he lifted his h ...
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