4″In the hangar after the mission, Kae was routinely inspecting the combat vehicles, still covered in battle dust. Her uniform, stained and smelling of oil, sharply contrasted with the spotless attire of the newcomer on the base standing nearby. Their eyes met, and she saw him for the first time.
“Kae, can you help with the rune adjustments?” came the voice of one of the witches.
“Of course,” she replied, nodding in understanding before glancing back at the stranger.
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