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... leaned and reset for another uncounted span of internment.
Still, she couldn’t just relax as the leader of the Defender unit who had been tasked with helping her—and whom she hadn’t used, nor even informed as to what she was doing—stood behind her.
Tala turned, meeting the woman’s stare. “Can I help you?”
“What. The. Rust.” There was genuine confusion, along with no small amount of budding anger, in the woman’s tone.
Tala lowered her chin a bit, along with her voi ...
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