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Chapter 66

Author: Elsa Rose
last update publish date: 2026-09-05 23:39:27

The explosion had been the last thing Clara remembered before the darkness took her. When she woke, she was lying on the floor of the medical bay, her body battered and bruised, her arm and leg throbbing with pain. The room was dark, the lights flickering, the air thick with smoke and dust.

She forced herself to sit up, her body screaming with the effort. The attackers were gone, their bodies scattered across the corridor, their equipment abandoned in their retreat. She had won. She had driven
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