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... sifted through the fragments of Krogh’s arrogant ramblings.
"Not much," the muscular tall man admitted, voice rough. "Just scraps—same as what Junior Sister Dawson had acknowledged. That devil sword wasn’t born sentient. It’s not alive, not really. But it knows—like roots know to seek water, like moths burn in fire. It knows hunger. It knows murder. Some might call it half-sentient. A tool with instincts."
A pause. Then, darker:
"But during Krogh’s Foundation Establishmen ...
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