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... and burning lungs.
We emerged from the portal in an alley that smelled like garbage and something I hoped was just old food. The rift was two blocks away according to the map-knowledge, pulsing in my awareness like a migraine with a specific location.
"Two minutes elapsed," Mara said, already moving. "Thirteen minutes remaining."
No pressure.
We ran.
The streets were busier here than Bucharest had been, more people heading to work, more chance of being not ...
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