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Kian glanced over the mission details. No time limit listed — but he knew exactly what the timer was. It was the heartbeat of a three-hundred-year-old man lying in a bed somewhere above him.
A bedridden three-century-old could go any day. The moment he did, Lady Nightingale's succession crisis would detonate.
Kian asked: "Practical question — where do I actually source powered armour? Weapons and kit in general — where's the procurement point?"
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