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... g the notched metal bite into my palm. Kaelen’s words hung in the air, competing with the smell of ozone and the distant, wet thuds of Sky-Keep debris hitting the ocean far below.
"I hope so, Kaelen," I said, my voice sounding like it had been dragged through a gravel pit. "I really hope the guy knew what he was doing, because from where I’m standing, we’re about ten seconds away from being arrested by people in much shinier armor than us."
"They aren’t going to arrest us," Lysan ...
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