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... stared at the massive glowing holographic monitors projecting from the obsidian war table.
The heavy air of the thirty-five percent global synchronization pressed against his skull.
The digital countdown hovering in the upper corner of his vision had finally hit zero. The tutorial was officially over.
"Boss," Wraith’s voice buzzed over the localized comms.
The Assassin was perched on the highest spire of the Citadel’s outer wall.
"You need to see this. Dow ...
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