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... The walls were lined with thousands of ticking clocks, creating a rhythmic, hypnotic hum that seemed to mask any conversation from the outside world.
Grandmaster Brokk hobbled over to a workbench, wiping his hands on a greasy rag. He didn’t offer them tea. He offered them a glare.
"So," Brokk grunted, his mechanical eye zooming in on Damien with a whir. "You’re the human who made a scene at the gate."
"News travels fast," Damien noted, leaning against a stack of gears, h ...
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