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... g oil, and the sharp, metallic tang of despair.
As James’s chains swung Akhil and the unconscious Seth over the final row of shattered residential blocks, the true scale of the catastrophe came into view.
Standing tall amidst the skyscrapers was the Bot—a colossal, multi-limbed mechanical monstrosity.
High on a jagged pile of rebar and concrete debris, Aria stood panting, her chest heaving as she wiped a streak of grime from her forehead.
Her elegant long katana w ...
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