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She pushed it open.
The room was dark except for the desk lamp and the cultivation light.
She registered the cultivation light first — because the Chief was a cultivator, because her peripheral senses operated on cultivator’s bandwidth, and the soft gold-grey glow pulsing from the woman against the desk was the specific, unmistakable light of a Core Formation advancement happening ’right now’, this minute, in real time, which was the kind of thing that demanded a cult ...
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