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... ped the captured Sentinels onto the main assembly floor. With the scale of his lab, hosting several of these machines was hardly a challenge.

Max and the others had already departed mission complete.

"Otto," Nolan called calmly, "meet me in my office. We've got some research to finish."

Truthfully, Nolan was intrigued.

Trask Industries had moved far faster than expected. Even if their foundation rested on Bolivar's research... the pace at which they applied Mystiq ...

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