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... urther than the distance Achilles had traveled to arrive at the Sanctuary of Life in the first place, and the emptiness between regions of reality seemed to extend endlessly in all directions.
And in that time, confined within that isolated bubble of green brilliance, Atraides had become very talkative.
The Commander floated near Achilles’s bound and twisted form while twirling concentrated Living Existential Authority of Life around his hand with casual ease, and the verdant ene ...
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