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... sky. It had been transmuted into a fractured canvas of leaden gray, strangled by the rising plumes of soot and the pulverized remains of a city that had once dreamed of the stars. In the heart of the urban ruins, a stagnant, heavy silence began to crawl between the jagged ribs of shattered buildings. The swarms of Crawler-Cyborgs and the infiltration units of the Junk-Cyborgs—once a virulent plague that had infested every alleyway—were now nothing more than smoking carcasses of twisted iron. Wit ...
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