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... ed behind her helmet as the light faded from Bernetta’s body. Where once a tired old woman stood, a woman in her mid-thirties stood proudly. Her white hair had gone dark and curly and her eyes were as sharp as razors. She looked down at herself, running her fingers along the smooth skin of her arms and then reached up to her face. She took in a deep breath and Ishtar watched as tears welled in the woman’s eyes. Silence reigned around them as Ishtar took a step back and gestured to her.
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