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... ake his first steps – even if those steps were heavier than he could handle.
"Come," he said, keeping his voice gentle, lowering his back to the grass.
His old bones practically groaned from the motion.
"Bring the sword."
Alex's limbs felt like they were weighed down by a thousand tonnes, as every step toward Mikhail felt like dragging mountains behind him.
Virtue's Edge seemed to mimic the same sensations, as if it too sensed what was about to come.
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