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Inside the warehouse, ropes and crates made mazes. Dodi moved like a shadow remembering itself, hand on the hilt of a small curved blade that never failed to sing when it tasted air. He passed guardians—men whose breath smelled like old iron—without a word. They were asleep in the way men sleep when fear has taught them its habits; their chains were the kind forged from predictability.