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... left. "I have... too many patterns."
As if human, the Sentry let out a composure that suggested that it processed the words. It lasted for a full second before it lunged again, with twice its initial speed.
I already foresaw it was going to be the next action of the Sentry.
Having observed as it gulped deep into its mind the words I had spoken, I knew it was going to act to teach me my place... as it thought.
I knew that the more desperate it became, the easier it ...
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