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... n Justiciars on one ridge, rebel irregulars on the other—were trading exhausted glances across a no-man’s-land of cooling blood. Six heartbeats earlier they had been mortal enemies once more, each side regaining its wind to resume the slaughter that Vaelira’s light-cage bombs had only postponed.
Then the first Brine-Wraith broke through the waves.
It rose vertical, glistening, an aurora made serpent. Ribbed echoes of children giggling shimmered down its flank, followed by the thu ...
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