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... t, swallowing sound and shape the farther they moved from the breach point. The fog wasn’t just low visibility—it was alive, drifting in curls that clung to skin and armor like fingers reluctant to let go. Captain Roegan had marched through three Shrouds in his career. All Tier One. All nightmares in their own way.
But this?
This was different.
A Tier Two Shroud wasn’t supposed to sit this close to a forward camp. And it damn sure wasn’t supposed to be assigned to a fledg ...
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