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"It doesn't destroy," Kael says, circling the pedestal. "Destruction is old thinking. Crude. The Echo rewrites memory. Not yours—the object's. Point it at a missile, and the missile forgets it was ever meant to fly. Point it at a tank, and the tank forgets how to be metal. It reverts to ore, to scattered molecules, to the idea of itself before it became a weapon."

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Elena looks down at the device in her hands. In its polished surface, she sees not her reflection, but a version of herself she doesn't recognize—someone who has already made a choice. "It doesn't destroy," Kael says, circling the pedestal