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... p> It folded.
One moment he stood in the lower loading deck of the exchange house with blood on his coat, one leg half-torn from the containment seam, Sel Vey in front of him with a broken wrist lattice and a black authority key snapped in two between her fingers. The next, the floor stopped behaving like a floor. The pale anomaly mesh, the freight crates, the registrar cages, the dead troopers, even the shadows between them all seemed to pull inward toward a point that did not exist in ...
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