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... orgotten how to cool. The Lord of Destruction stood thirty paces out, cloak of flame drawn tight, hammer head low enough to score the cobbles with a glowing groove. His armor was cracked now—real cracks, not cosmetic—molten seams hissing where Lyra’s shots and Inigo’s rockets had bitten. He was still inevitability given shape, but inevitability bled.
Inigo thumbed a fresh magazine from his vest and dragged two quick sigils along the brass with a dirty fingernail—simple augmentation marks ...
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