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... nce they had left the Thunderlands. His bullet-core pumped his brain with visions of firearms and desolation, of duels between faceless shadows and gunpowder songs. His soul yearned for battle, and so did his body.
His metal veins hungered for qi. The air inside the spirit-train felt so dry to cycle through after the Thunderlands’ supernaturally rich atmosphere. He was a thirsty man who had jumped out of a lake and into a pond.
Not that cycling will help me reach the Third Coil a ...
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