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dark shapes Frail, afraid, but standing before the gaiaphage

Too late, Caine Your poill not shatter the gaiaphage

Too late, Saht will not work

The third…as that? She felt the question in her own e

The gaiaphage held her like a fly in aasps of the humans

“I ae,” Lana’s mouth said

Caine stared in horror Lana’s face floated, suspended within a seething ht have been mirrored insects

“Saht!”

Sa hands down on the stone floor as he moaned

Duck was staring, awestruck, at the glittering, shifting irl in torment

Caine could not see the extent of the creature, but it felt huge, like it o on forever

He reached his hands over his shoulders Reached back behind him The bent fuel rod slid from the jumble of rock and debris

Caine threw his hands forith all hismore pellets

Nothing No effect Like hitting the gaiaphage with a Q-tip

“Sa left, now is the time,” Caine cried