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... and even more so, of wars and destruction.
Zetius inhaled deeply, involuntarily drawing the scent of engine oil and worn cushions into his lungs. He could never forget it, a scent that once exhilarated him in high-speed battles. All in the past now, he thought. Buried.
Shaking off that useless thought, he closed his eyes and focused on the flow of mana coursing through his veins.
"Epopteia!~ Cubie, you awake?!" he rasped, uncertain.
"Uhmmmmmmm..." a voice replied ...
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