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Server 9 - Chapter 30: The God Rod
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... only I could hear.
I sat on the jagged edge of the Prometheus’s shattered shoulder, my legs dangling over a drop that would have killed the man I was three weeks ago. My skin felt tight, buzzing with residual static that made the hairs on my arms stand straight up. Every breath tasted like ozone and burnt tungsten—the flavor of a near-miss with a god.
Behind me, the Titan was a wreck of smoking metal—a skeletal giant kneeling in a crater of its own making. But it was a wreck tha ...
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