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He was perched in the crown of a dead ironwood — fifty feet up, wedged into the fork where the trunk split into two skeletal branches. His new eyes did the work. The Thermal Sight activated without conscious effort now, a week of practice turning the disorienting overlay into a second language he read as naturally as the first.
Thirty-two heat signatures. Moving in formation.
Not the loose, adaptive scatter of scouts. This was a column — four abreast, with flanker ...
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