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... the tall golem clad in black armor and raised his shield close into a defensive stance. The Lower Marshal Golem pounded its polearm to the floor, stomped its feet, and let out a slow mechanical groan, gears grinding inside the thick armor. The red-glass eyes rolled around asymmetrically like a lizard until they snapped forward, locking onto Oscar and meeting his gaze. From that one gaze, the weight of several mountains pushed on his shoulders, his spine creaking under the pressure, and his knee ...
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