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... Qingran crouched low behind the warped metal shelves of the pharmacy, her breathing shallow, her hands steady despite the bruising ache in her ribs.
Glass shards, ripped wiring, and scavenged accelerants, all arranged in a tight kill zone around the entrance.
The moment the first cultist broke through the doorway, the trap went off.
A blinding flash.
Then a shriek.
The explosion tore through the entrance with controlled fury. Shrapnel burst outward, catch ...
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