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... ting around his body flickered more frequently now, the bubble film struggling to maintain its perfect camouflage as his MP approached dangerous levels. He could feel it—that familiar warning sensation when his energy reserves hit the critical threshold.
Ten percent left, he calculated silently, watching the subtle tremor in his hands as the invisibility wavered. Maybe less.
Melody remained on the sofa, her fingers still clenched together, lost in her own thoughts about the impos ...
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