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- He should have died.
- Several times during the procedure he did die. Ducarius,
- clad in a surgeon's plastek-sheet robes, resuscitated him each
- time time his biocodes streamed null across the monitors. Even I had to help, up to my wrists in my
- master's bloody chest, massaging one of his enhanced hearts between my palms. I forced it to beat in time with Ducarius' spoken count.
- Everything in his carved-open body was enhanced and over-sized, and all of it was damaged. Ducarius and his attendants, Owyn among them, layered temporary synthflesh over the most savage wounds inflicted by the Exilarchy, until cloned grafts could be grown and used to replace them. The surgery itself took nine days and nights.
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