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Chapter 101: A Red Code Morning
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... ’s perimeter, the world turned into a monochromatic void of slate-grey and bone-white. The air here was a different beast altogether, sharper, more invasive, a jagged blade that found the microscopic gaps in even the finest Valtrane steel. Zarius led the unit from the front, his heavy cloak billowing like a funeral shroud. He didn’t look back to see if his men were keeping pace. He knew they were. The rhythmic crunch-hiss of boots on frozen crust was the only heartbeat this wasteland had.
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