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... dministrator chambers.
The chamber around them didn’t feel like a room so much as a cut-out section of reality, boxed and suspended. Blue-lit edges, cold geometry, and the faint hum of systems that were older than most worlds’ histories.
Torrac’s voice tore through it anyway, sharp enough to make even the air feel offended. He hovered, twitchy and bright-eyed, like an animal that had been cornered too many times and decided the only response left was violence.
"Calm down, ...
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