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... lung to the broken columns like ghosts refusing to be exorcised. Shattered glass glinted like stars fallen to earth, and the scent of ozone, blood, and fear permeated every breath.
At the center of it all, Evelyn stood tall alive, burning with a terrifying serenity. Subject One knelt beside her like a loyal beast, while the perfected soldiers’ soulless, genetically crafted weapons formed a circle around them.
"Evelyn," Cambria whispered, disbelief and fury tightening her throat. ...
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