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新建 文本文档 (62), but slow, slow. Those were the images her reading had prepared her for. What she saw now was more like a defect in her eyesight than a vision of war. Powers only knew what the Skroderiders saw, but: "Your main transceivers ... vaping out, I think," said Blueshell. "Those are light-years out! There's no way we could see --" Another splotch appeared, not even in her field of view. The color floated, placeless. Pham Nuwen spasmed again, but weakly. She had no trouble holding him still, but ... blood dribbled from his mouth. The back of his shirt was wet with something that stank of decay. "OOB will be here in one hundred seconds. Plenty of time,
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