"A soul?" Dara scoffed, though his eyes were greedy.
Dara took it. He held it like a holy relic. He knew that out in the red dirt of the provinces, amidst the ghosts of empires and the wreckage of wars, this machine would speak the truth. And in his line of work, the truth was the only thing worth digging for.
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