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... controlled storm inside the Emperor’s praetorium. The frantic energy of hope had been replaced by the cold, methodical rigor of damage control. The laptop screen, once a window to victory, was now a coroner’s report, a scrolling list of names that flickered from green to red to a final, soul-crushing grey. SIGNAL LOST. It was a sterile, digital epitaph for the best men in the Empire.
Alex did not rage. He did not despair. The part of him that was a 21st-century project manager, the man a ...
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