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- “No,” Glines said. “I don’t blame you for getting caught up in the attention-grabbing details, but we didn’t say for sure that this is meant to shoot at anything. The ammo they’re using isn’t sufficient to hurt anything that big. The ammo is the point.”
- “What’s the ammo?” the wounded man asked.
- “Explain,” Valkyrie said.
- “The air.”
- “Someone built a fucking thirty-one mile long airgun?”
- “Technically, I guess,” Glines said. “Less technically, it shoots all of the air. Each shot is one earth’s worth of atmosphere, gathered up into a ball and superheated.”
- The wounded man was silent, his eyes wide.
- “One shot, and Earth whatever this is is emptied in about two seconds, everything dies well before it can suffocate, with the sudden atmospheric and pressure shift. The next shot empties the adjacent earth, probably.”
- “Earth Bet,” Valkyrie said.
- “Sure. Home, huh?” the shadow asked.
- Valkyrie nodded.
- “Then the next closest earth, or a share of all the connected earths. Enough to do widespread damage.”
- Interlude 9
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