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... ere deep inside the mansion’s lower hall.
Their boots pressed into a floor coated with soot and fragments of broken stone, the faint crackle of burning timber echoing from somewhere behind them.
The air was heavy enough to taste—smoke, old copper, and something faintly sweet rotting underneath.
They moved quickly but not carelessly, rifles up, beams cutting thin white lines across the wreckage. Bodies lay everywhere—guards, staff, droids—folded into each other like they’d ...
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