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... knuckled around the quantum katana’s grip while the forge’s dying light painted everything in sickly purple hues. His shoulders shook—but whether from rage or grief, no one could tell.
Clara’s tablet slipped from her trembling fingers, the crack of plastic on metal making everyone flinch. Through her glasses, data streams painted impossible readings that made her stomach churn. "J-Jin? What the—your brain activity is going crazy. Like, *really* crazy. What happened there?"
He loo ...
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