A bone. They’d reached the leviathan fall. Before Nix could contemplate that, a crash echoed in the gambling hall. Nix stiffened, hand reaching for the sarrant over her shoulder on instinct. She strode swiftly through the wide entrance, shifting to a painful jog as screams echoed in the huge room. Far beyond the tables of slot machines, a panicked thrush of people were shoving for the far exit. They were, of course, hitting a wall of soldiers trying to do the exact opposite. And in the room’s center, surrounded by shredded corpses, was the female Elite. Nix sized her up in seconds—the
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