The hourglass pact

ed through, hair plastered to her fac

warm, still pulsing. Someone had just used forbidden chronomancy. And

ved fingers acr

he murmured.

s kind of spell in this part of t

technica

n from her sleeves with a shimmer of starlight. Nothing.

good sign. In fractured zones like this

Nyra. I've got a breach. Gutter District, Block 19. Sign

pa

d voice on the other end.

efore the full weight of

someone had tampered with time. She felt it - the tem

dernea

spoken. Not

ia

. Not since the day she broke the code.

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... if he had t

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