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The jungle inhaled, free from the mechanical whine. you wandered beneath enormous branches, having escaped the lifeless compound. A discarded tool, unstable and rejected. Tsu’tey observed from the deep shadows. He detected the irregularity: no hostility, only profound fatigue. The stench of alloy was veiled by utter exhaustion. He notched an arrow, finger tight against the string, but paused. A Sky Person, exiled by their own kind. An enemy without a territory to call their own.