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- Dragon, for her part, made a move. Metal objects the size of a beachball were filing out of the sides of her suit. They floated in the air, spreading out in formations. Dozens of them.
- “She’s trying to beat me at my own game,” I said, panting, “Minions. Hate tinkers. Hate tinkers so fucking much.”
- A collection of my bugs died all at once, the sphere dropping to the pavement below with a thud that the bugs could feel.
- I’d encountered this before. Armsmaster’s electric pulse, the one he’d used with his halberd.
- > Monarch 16.1
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