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... > The sentinel loomed before him, its translucent frame shimmering with refracted light.

For a moment, the chaotic shifting of platforms, the radiant whirlpool below, and even the beams of light felt distant.

All that mattered was this creature—this damned creature seeking his demise.

The sentinel’s star-shaped head flares once more, its core glowing with intense energy.

Ezra’s instincts scream in warning, and he crouches low, using his peripheral vision to antici ...

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