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“To save the valley,” Kael said, his voice trembling.

Kael recognized the gear. It was the same type he replaced in the village’s irrigation pump. For a tinker, a broken machine was just a puzzle. the golden army

The Golden Army had been programmed for war, not mercy. They could shatter mountains, but they could not bake bread. Kael saw the conflict in their glowing eyes. They were the perfect weapon, pointed at a ghost. “To save the valley,” Kael said, his voice trembling