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The emergency broadcast didn't scream. It hummed —a low, crystalline frequency that made Jun’s fillings ache.
“Authorize,” Jun said.
Jun looked at her transparent hand, then at the terrified, awed faces of the people she’d saved. xtreme modification magical girl mystic lune
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