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... trol after getting tossed around by dungeon physics for two hours.
Lucen got that.
Callen hadn’t spoken in a while. He sat shotgun, upright, stiff, like the car seat offended his posture. His shield was tucked awkwardly between his legs, and he kept staring at the dashboard like it might offer an explanation for everything that just happened.
Taira slowed the car slightly as they passed a crumbling guard rail.
The road curved along an artificial bluff, an old skyw ...
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