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But when he lumbered outside, he didn’t see Don Karnage’s Iron Vulture or Mad Dog’s raiders. Instead, a battered, smoke-belching cargo plane—a vintage Condor-19 —limped through the city’s cliff-side defense cannons, its landing gear groaning. The plane belly-flopped onto the Higher for Hire dock, skidded through a stack of empty fuel barrels, and came to rest against Wildcat’s tool shed. A spotlight snapped on from a hidden cliff-side bunker
“That’s the source,” Ringo said. “A generator. Prehistoric, maybe. The old records called it the ‘Heart of the Sky.’ If we can recalibrate it, the compass will point north again. Plus, the salvage rights alone…”