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... That was the mistake.
They heard it before they saw it—engines grinding carefully over ruined ground, measured and confident, refusing to rush. A convoy emerged from behind a collapsed seawall: armored vehicles, reinforced glass, insignias still polished enough to reflect light.
Someone still believed in presence.
The man stopped walking. “That looks organized,” he said.
“Yes,” the woman replied. “Which means it’s fragile.”
The system surged, almost relie ...
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