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Genna stood firm, watching the approaching warriors. As the tight group approached, people slid from the stage.
Erinya turned to the crowd. “You’ve seen what they can do now. They’re not our friends. I suggest you stay out of…”
Her voice cut out. She tapped her earpiece, turned to the tech bench. Both men tapped and swiped, frowning heavily. The older man shook his head and gave the Councillor a shrug.
Authority had total control.
Erinya stood transfixed, hand still up by her earpiece. Porello, beside her, trembled head to boots, sweat coating his brow.
The only other person remaining on the stage was Herania. She pushed her shoulders back as the corners of her mouth lifted—not quite a smile, but she clearly saw no threat in the approaching warriors.
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