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Price of Victory

作者: Oreoluwa
last update publish date: 2026-11-03 12:23:54

Victory tasted like ash.

Eliana stood at the main gate, watching Sinclair's surviving vehicles retreat down the mountain road. The electromagnetic pulse had done its job. Every engine was dead. Every radio was silent. Every weapon was useless. Sinclair's soldiers were stumbling through the snow, dragging their wounded, abandoning their equipment. They looked less like an army and more like refugees.

Zayn's team moved through the chaos, disarming the stragglers, rounding up p
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