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"Mila, hook up the spare pack," Kaelen said, lifting his drone and stepping toward the edge of the alcove. The shaft dropped away beneath him into a dizzying abyss of blinking hazard lights and swirling smog.

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The drone, its motors glowing a dull, angry red and smoking heavily, skidded across the metal grating near Mila's feet and came to a dead stop, its frame melting into the deck. "Mila, hook up the spare pack," Kaelen said,

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Kaelen’s heart did a slow, heavy thud against his ribs. Razor-V had just posted a new time. He had retaliated within minutes, shaving off another four-tenths of a second. That wasn't just a fast run; that was a perfect run. That was the kind of time you achieved only if you had direct neural-link piloting or zero regard for your equipment.