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Chapter 62: The Void’s Frame
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... charred land, nestled within command centers far from where screams had long been silenced by concrete and depth, the agencies sat up straight. A pulse. A whisper. An unknown frequency—tangled in the wreckage of forgotten air. The coordinates came in distorted, trembling. And so, with a tremor of urgency and a name spoken like a spell, they summoned Zhianea Xi.
Her fingers trembled with adrenaline as she listened, earpiece glowing like a final star in a blackening sky. ...
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