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... s midway through the second form.
The old master did not say a word. He simply sat down on an iron storage crate at the edge of the deck, rested his calloused hands loosely on his knees, and watched. He was not using the terrifying, invasive assessment he had weaponized in Villa 1.
He was not projecting the Iron Heaven’s full, crushing perception. He was just watching. It was the mild, detached way a person watches a flickering fire they have no urgent opinion about yet.
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