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... shadows across the crimson banners now fluttering above Nueva Cádiz’s civic tower. It was the third month since the first Civic Brigade set foot on African soil, and already the shoreline resembled an industrial frontier. Not just tents and pylons—but cranes, workshops, trade depots, and transmission towers. Iron roots were pushing inland.
Prince Lancelot stood on a scaffold above the port, watching as a new steam dredger carved out a wider channel for Aragonese freighters. His coat smel ...
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