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Chapter 62 - The Economic Eclipse

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The next day,

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The International Relations seminar room was a vaulted chamber of cold limestone and holographic projections.

Ryx sat at the mahogany table, her fingers tapping a jagged, rhythmic code into her tablet. Across from her, the scions of the vampire houses sat like statues carved from ice.

"The Graymont extraction mines are the backbone of the Silver Shadow economy," Ryx said, her voice a low, lethal vibration. A graph projected into the center of the room, showing a steady cl
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