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... oss my skin in cold sheets as I tried, desperately, not to think about the fact that I was dozens—no, hundreds—of meters above the ground, and that the only thing keeping me alive was my meager sense of balance and the whims of a woman who’d thrown an arrow at my skull just a few minutes ago.
The tower still thrummed with that mechanical heartbeat—chains rattling, gears groaning, steam vents sighing like the tower itself had grown bored of my continued existence.
Iskanda flicked ...
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