The Webway spits them out through Zedek's sentient closet and back onto the Debt Collector -- cleaned, repaired, and occupied by the enemy. Belba Creepfoot has been living in a cardboard box the whole time, commanding a potato-squad of ratlings from the shadows. De Fuckerby took the Tot. The crew descends into the sewers for the third time, reconciles with Gamu 4224 -- who has discovered that perfection without chaos is its own kind of hell -- and arms up for the final push to the Strategium. One frag grenade. One Lemurian box. One very long crawl.
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