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Chapter 106: The Ghost in the Machine

Author: Sammy Miracle
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Moments later,

The chamber of the Symphony Conduit had become a theater of fractured reality.

As the pack engaged the Seven Elders in a desperate struggle of "Turbulent Flow" against "Laminar Stability," the very air began to curdle with the scent of ozone and ancient dust. The Elders’ voices, a seven-part fugue of absolute cold, were beginning to weave a web of "Resonant Chains" around the Vanguard.

But the symphony was interrupted.

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