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Chapter 134: Sin of Pride and Glutonny
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... locked into the steel arms of Port 7, deep within the Armory's lower sector. Hissing hydraulics and the clank of magnetic locks echoed through the hull.
Though technically still part of the frontier, the Armory sat two weeks inland by rail from the active front lines. But make no mistake—this was still a warzone.
The cargo train was the only lifeline connecting the inner continent to the frontier. A constant flow of bodies and machines in both directions. Refugees. Replacements. ...
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