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SPONDULE: (momentarily apprehensive) Probably nothing, then. (He walks on between the two large ironclads)

CHENDRY: We’re safe as anybody. Bleach is not far, but growing more north than east. There’s landgrabbers here and there, like anywhere else-- but they mostly raid among themselves. (Spondule sits on a low wall that in the shadow of one of the ironclads) Most are afraid of the ironclads. Superstitions, you know.

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