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... said, hobbling up to the edge of the light. Then brough one of its long arms up, palm out. “Stop. Truce. Not fight.”
Which was a good sign compared to the usual when it came to machines. Wrath was the first to relax, re-sheathing her blade. “There’s no danger from this one. He means as he says.” She said with a curt hand wave at the knights behind.
They all stopped, then adopted a more relaxed position. Not quite putting their weapons back yet. One single runner wasn’t going to ...
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