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... ck, humid haze that clung to the back of the throat and made every breath feel heavy.
Vane hit the ground with a heavy rolling thud. He came up in a crouch while his boots slid on the slick, moss-covered cobblestones of the lower industrial district. He did not move immediately. He stayed low, the Star-Metal spear still strapped to his back, and listened to the rhythm of the city.
It was a nightmare of verticality. Above him, massive brass gears the size of cathedral windows grou ...
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