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... hroat. No lanterns. No rune-strip glow. Just rope lines, the square hum of ward posts, and our breath.
Liora set us in two cells at the maintenance hatch. "Cold tools only," she said. Platinum braid tucked tight, soft blue eyes steady. "No sparks, no aura bursts. If you smell resin: log first, touch second. If your hands shake, put them in your pockets and wait for someone whose hands don’t."
She pointed to the chalk board. "Cell One: Armand, Lyra, Mira. Cell Two: Cael, Ariadne, ...
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