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... an to rotate slowly, gradually increasing its speed until its form blurred into a shimmering vortex of motion, thrumming with an unseen energy.
A synthesized voice emanated from the rapidly spinning cube. "Connection established."
The robed figure inhaled deeply, the fabric of their garment rustling softly in the stillness. "Make contact."
Across the planet, a subtle shift began to unfold. Boltthrower’s camp was not an isolated recipient of the "Emperor’s gift." Numerous ...
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