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- The Infante walked with his hands clasped behind him, drawing in a deep breath. His throat and lungs prickled with plague and the responses of the implanted countermeasures fighting it off.
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- “I am hyperaware of my own function,” the Infante said. “I can turn my mind’s eye inward and I’m aware of every component, of temperature and nutrition levels. I am intimately aware of every weapon stored within me. I am very much aware that the plague has not found root in me.”
- “The exposure level you just endured was unprecedented, Lord Infante.”
- “Others have faced the same,” the Infante said.
- “If you mean the ones who now lie dead, then I have to protest, My Lord.”
- “I will take that under advisement,” the Infante said.
- Interlude 18y
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