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... ned vantacite, a rare mineral known for its ruthless suppression of psychic energy, a young man knelt, shackled at the wrists and neck.
His breath was faint, barely disturbing the stagnant air. Around his throat, a high-grade psychic suppressant collar blinked with a dull green glow, the only source of illumination in the oppressive gloom.
His long, unkempt hair hung like a curtain, partially veiling his gaunt face. A narrow sliding panel creaked open beneath the reinforced door. ...
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