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Chapter Eighty: The Kinetic Sacrifice

Penulis: Sammy Miracle
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The ninety-nine percent mark on the terminal flashed red, a pulsing heartbeat of light that signaled the end of the Veil’s reign. The air in the chamber became thick with static, hair standing on end as the "Anomalous Chord" prepared to discharge its payload across the global satellite network.

“Kill them,” Vaughn whispered to his lead Seeker. “Save the Prism at any cost.”

The Seekers opened fire. But these were not the kinetic weapons of the surface world; they were firing high-density sonic pulses designed to disrupt the electrical signals of the human nervous system. Marrow threw himself over Xander, using his massive, scarred body as a physical and metaphysical shield. Silas and Thorne engaged in a desperate, close-quarters firefight, their Aether-rounds leaving trails of blue fire in the air as they clashed with the Seekers’ shields.

Lucien watched the chaos from the periphery, his mind racing with a cold, analytical fury. He saw the Seekers closing in on Evangeline, their pulses
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