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Chapter 91: The Crimson Wake

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The command bridge of the Valiant’s Dawn, the Reapers' flagship dreadnought, hummed with the steady, heavy vibration of four anti-gravity turbines.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling reinforced glass viewports, the midnight skies above the Eastern Trench were a churning abyss of black clouds and relentless rain.

Below us, three thousand feet beneath the storm-tossed surface of the ocean, the red glow from the trench was no longer just a flicker. It was a massive, bleeding scar across the sea floor,
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