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... f shields, the death rattles of soldiers, the sinister groaning of the human structure disintegrating under the pressure. The circle tightened, becoming a trap rather than a bulwark. The stench of despair, acrid and metallic, mingled with that of blood and black sap.
Elisa, her face streaming with sweat and taut with effort, felt the breaking point arrive. Her lead pellets were now just desperate patches, quick fixes on a hull that was shattering. She became something else. The "scalpel" ...
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