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... ner—but not kinder.
Steel platforms stretched between suspended towers like webs strung in tension. Neon signs flickered with dead promises: "Unity Through Obedience," "Kargal First," and "Strength Is Duty." Drones buzzed overhead, scanning for unauthorized pulses.
And walking beneath them like gods in borrowed skin—the Kargali citizens. freёwebnovel.com
Real ones.
High-born. Entitled. Untouched by rust or hunger.
They wore white and silver ...
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