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Chapter 81: The Beacon in the Quiet

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The words hung in the air like a blade suspended above our necks.

Deep-space Apex Hunters. Fourteen days.

The silence that followed inside the grand war chamber was far worse than the deafening roar of the grinding stone gears.

Outside, the five floating continental hulls drifted in a tranquil, perfect circle, suspended three thousand feet above the dark, oceanless abyss of the world below. The sky was still, bathed in the soft, iridescent violet haze of the stabilized ley-lines.

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