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... n awoke to silence. Heavy, suffocating silence. His ribs screamed as he pushed the concrete slab off his chest. Every breath tasted like smoke and iron. Above, the ceiling had collapsed into a mess of twisted steel and rebar.
He got to his feet, swaying. His weapon lay a few meters away, half-melted from the reactor’s energy surge. He picked it up anyway. "Still with me, huh?" he muttered.
No answer. Not from the blade, not from anyone.
Then—static.
"—ain! Do you— ...
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