“What’s an EJC Corpus? Are these weapons?” Ettenia lacked the resources to produce anything on a large scale. It was why they’d dug their claws into places like Ceylan for tea and cinnamon, Jeevant Gar for spices and textiles, Qirilan for silk and opium, far-off Morubia for gold and ivory. In many ways, the East Jeevant Company was as bad as the Ram. Penn’s voice was tight. “Of a sort. Starve the lion long enough, and no force can vanquish him. By my definition, that makes one a weapon, doesn’t it?” “Starve?” Flick asked with a frown. “I thought we were talking about the EJC’s exports.” Penn
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