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... , its roof half-caved in, and the scent of mold clinging to every corner. But after the battle, it felt like luxury.
A large circular Artim sigil, drawn in silver chalk, shimmered on the ground, providing a protective barrier around the perimeter. Vorden sat at the edge of it, cross-legged, his katana resting across his lap. A soft blue light radiated from a small crystal orb levitating above their communication circle.
"Special Force 1, reporting in," Vorden said into the crysta ...
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