Reaver Imagining ripples on a pond as objects I focused on one in particular. My ripple is barely there, already forgotten. The ripple disappears as the neural implants serve my will and I find myself wondering if I will die. I open my eyes and see my target about 1m away, he is not armed. I raise up with sword in hand and lunge. His wave collapses into entropy.
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