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... through the haze, through the air itself, and Cain felt it crawl along the bones in his arms.
Recognition hit him like a punch to the ribs.
Nebula.
Or at least, one of his echoes.
The scattered remains were picking a direction.
Cain’s pace sharpened. The terrain responded again, smoothing out, forming a direct path, as though the world itself acknowledged his trajectory.
He hated that.
Each step tightened the pressure around him. The air th ...
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