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... her armor, piece by piece.
First the pauldrons.
Then the arm guards.
Then the thigh plates—each one clinking softly as it hit the ground.
Underneath?
A simple silken top, thin enough to cling slightly from the rain.
And around her waist?
A light-green wrap, spiritual silk layered several times but still light enough to flow with movement.
Her hair—damp from the acidic rain—stuck to her pale cheeks, making her already fair features l ...
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