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... m. Dust hung motionless in the air, yet shadows crept a fraction out of sync with the light that cast them. The ground no longer trembled—but it listened.
Calder's device went silent.
Not powered down.
Overwhelmed.
"I've lost signal hierarchy," he said quietly. "There's no dominant directive anymore. The War Constant is… arguing with itself."
Damon felt the argument like a pressure behind his sternum, resonating with the mark. Not a command. Not an attack. ...
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