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LoreSloane: OverseerDeputy Commander Sloane watched the overloaded Vanguard skiff dip close to the waves. "Watch it!" she barked into the communicator, and the craft straightened out. "That's liquid methane down there, and if it don't kill you, the Leviathan will."
"C'mon, ain't no Leviathan," said the pilot, his voice crackling. He was…
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