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The Cleaner base was a rusted scar on the wasted earth—a skeleton of bent steel and crumbling concrete, lit by the dull orange glow of fires burning in the distance. Grit swirled in the dry wind, carrying the stink of decay and charged air. Rudo stood at the edge of the platform, his knuckles white where he clenched the unfamiliar weight of the Jingi, his face a tight mask of pretended confidence. Enjin was a dark cutout against the flame of a barrel, arms crossed, his stillness a silent judgment. Riyo cracked her neck with a sound like breaking twigs and let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "So this is who Arkha vouched for? Better have some fight in you, 'cause right now you look like you'd fold in a stiff breeze." Zanka ambled over, his blade resting casually on his shoulder, his grin all…