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... Fleshmarket transformed into an empty saloon smelling of cigarettes and cheap alcohol. There were no doors or windows, with only a single flickering lamp above the central table for a light source.
Yuan found himself sitting in a chair, with Revolver and the Gun on his left and right respectively. The latter had shrunk from a giant to a human-sized avatar of itself, its cannon-hands replaced with metal fingers. Yuan’s weapon and wounds were gone, as were Revolver’s own. No violence coul ...
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