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... didn't even bother to hide its traps. Mason stared at the holes on the ceiling, the arrow slits in the walls, and what looked like large slots for some kind of blades to come out. He sighed.
"Send in a construct? Set off the traps?"
Blake frowned and inspected. "I could maybe deconstruct some of this. Plug some holes. That kind of thing. But it might take me a minute."
Mason felt his impatience like a physical thing. But he knew it was unwise and might get someone killed ...
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