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The heavy bang of a fist on a steel table shook Levo from his stupor. He had been studying the thermodynamics of the alpha engine for some time, trying to understand the peculiar timings he was seeing from his experiments. The Distinguished Teklovossen was not pleased with the latest results. Hurriedly prancing over wiring strewn about the floor and pushing some old prototypes aside, Levo joined his Master at the table. Adjusting the light overhead with the foot pedals bel

"It always starts with a pulse. Not quite a feeling, but more than intuition. Those who have had the experience liken it to the first beating of a heart. However, the second pulse is what's needed to start the fire. Most people feel the first, then spend the rest of the days never nurturing its touch again. The loss of that feeling, the snuffing out of potential, bring some to despair and others to madness. Entire religions have been birthed and died a fiery death in the

The cold air came like an arrow shot to the chest. The soldiers didn't expect it, just like they didn't expect the first ambush. The unit knew the Savage Lands was ruthless and unforgiving, they also didn't know that it had a cold, cruel sense of humor. The sun had started its rapid descent below the trees, and the warmth of the jungle escaped with it while the humidity, danger, and fear remained. With a groan, one of the soldiers, his damaged chest plate hanging loosely,