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Intro. The Encounter: Ashes and Silk Neo-Veridia's neon-metropolis always roared, but in the Lower Sector, the noise was different: it was the sound of rusty metal and secrets. Kael was sitting on a cargo container, mechanically cleaning his rifle's optical sensor. He didn't need to look down to know that the group had arrived; The smell of jasmine perfume — a luxury forbidden in the suburbs — cut through the air stale with oil and rain. "Is it her?" Kael asked without looking up. His voice was an icy whisper that stopped the group entering the shelter in its tracks. In front of him, surrounded by rebels who looked at her with a mixture of pity and amazement, was her. Her white silk dress was torn and stained with soot, and her hands, which had never carried more than a fan, trembled visibly. Beside her, Lena, the former palace maid, was holding her arm in desperation. "Kael, son... please," Lena pleaded, stepping forward. He was lucky to get out
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Intro. The Encounter: Ashes and Silk Neo-Veridia's neon-metropolis always roared, but in the Lower Sector, the noise was different: it was the sound of rusty metal and secrets. Kael was sitting on a cargo container, mechanically cleaning his rifle's optical sensor. He didn't need to look down to know that the group had arrived; The smell of jasmine perfume — a luxury forbidden in the suburbs — cut through the air stale with oil and rain. "Is it her?" Kael asked without looking up. His voice was an icy whisper that stopped the group entering the shelter in its tracks. In front of him, surrounded by rebels who looked at her with a mixture of pity and amazement, was her. Her white silk dress was torn and stained with soot, and her hands, which had never carried more than a fan, trembled visibly. Beside her, Lena, the former palace maid, was holding her arm in desperation. "Kael, son... please," Lena pleaded, stepping forward. He was lucky to get out
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