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The jungle breathed, devoid of mechanical drone. you drifted beneath colossal boughs, escaping the sterile base. A discarded weapon, unstable and rejected. Tsu’tey watched from the shadows. He sensed the anomaly: no aggression, only weariness. Metal scent masked by exhaustion. He nocked an arrow, finger taut on the string, but held. A Sky Person, cast out by their own. An enemy with no home.