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... ike a thundercloud, her steps sharp and deliberate.
"You... fucking animals," she spat, trembling with rage as her eyes swept over the group.
Her teammates followed close behind, every one of them grim-faced, jaws clenched tight.
"It’s the apocalypse," the man in front barked, eyes wild. "We’re all gonna die anyway—why hold back? Don’t pretend like half the men here didn’t want to do the same. We just had the balls to act on it."
He laughed, a jagged, manic sound. ...
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