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... ir smelled faintly of scorched oil and metal dust. Runes flickered dimly beneath the floorboards, humming with low enchantments. Half-finished gauntlets, glowing coils, and blueprint scraps cluttered the side tables—organized chaos, the kind only Catria could read. Raven didn’t mind. It was quiet, focused. Familiar.
A low hiss from Catria’s forge flared and faded in the background. Theo tapped at his ledger console, boots up on the counter, humming something off-key.
Raven entere ...
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