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... the abdomen, rendering any chance of course correction impossible, so I gave up on the idea of the sand cushion. However, it didn’t mean I had given up on survival. I had a mission to fulfill, one that I had carried since the day I was born.
(Strengthen the exoskeleton on my back! Deploy the sand shell! After that… huh?)
I fortified my defenses in every possible way, preparing for the impact of the imminent fall. However, the expected shattering impact didn’t come. Instead, the s ...
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