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... he pathetic mechanical whining of the Vultun Herald’s failing armor.
Zarek lay on the ash-covered asphalt. His left leg was completely pulverized and his once-pristine silver suit was coated in the grime of a world he had dared to call a primitive resource node.
Behind Vahn, Aria let out a long shuddering breath. Her hands trembled as she lowered her wooden staff.
She had fully expected to watch the man she loved be vaporized by the alien’s overwhelming barrage. Instead s ...
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