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... breath—not frozen this time, but cautious, like a structure that had felt itself almost fail. The sky remained unsettled, geometry loose, as if authority had been set down carefully instead of reclaimed.
Calder wiped sweat from his brow, hands still shaking. "No pulses. No correction attempts. No override scaffolding." He looked up slowly. "It's reallocating cognition."
Lira's eyes narrowed. "That sounds worse."
"It is," Calder said. "Action is cheap. Thought is expensiv ...
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