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... e only sound was the steady, rhythmic glug-glug of water finally moving through the primary intake—a sound that should have been a victory, but felt like a countdown. I stood over the inspection hatch, the heat still radiating off the Centurion’s scorched plates.
I ignored the approaching footsteps of Valerius and his mages. I pulled a small magnifying lens from my kit and leaned into the throat of the iron pipe. The runes I had spotted weren’t just etched; they were micro-welded into th ...
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