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Chapter 144: The Surface Breaker

Author: Nova Thorne
last update publish date: 2026-06-10 16:53:06

BOOK FOUR: THE ABYSSAL TIDE

(Jace’s Perspective)

When you fall into the abyss, gravity does the work. When you climb out of it wearing a thousand pounds of void metal, you have to pay for every single inch.

I stood in the center of the devastated construction site on the trench floor. The Mariana was dead silent. I routed the remaining kinetic charge from the siege engine’s collapse entirely into the hydrostatic thrusters built into the calves and spine of the Obsidian Chassis.

I didn't bend my
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