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... e’s eyes lingered on the glowing prompt in the air:
[Accept Directive: Y / N]
The silence behind him was thick—tighter than any command, heavier than any chain.
He reached forward.
With a simple gesture, the screen pulsed once.
[Directive Accepted]
There was no applause. No confirmation sound. Only a faint hiss as the interface vanished.
"Well," Zeyna muttered, "I guess we’re doing this."
"Did we ev ...
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