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... sed from her shoulders to her ankles, leaving her no room to even twitch. This time, the guards were thorough: they checked her head to toe, not even leaving her a pebble that could be used as a weapon.
Her arms were bound so firmly she looked like a festival rice dumpling.
After confirming she was safely "decorated," the guards tossed her onto the same wagon that had delivered the steam-powered loom, assigned a few men to watch her, and hauled her all the way back to Gao Fortres ...
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