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Chapter 367 The Standoff

作者: R.J. Sterling
last update publish date: 2026-06-19 00:15:03

The white isn't light. It’s a pressurized void, a gap in the code where the Moonstone Citadel used to be. I press my palm against the basement wall, the stone grinding into my skin until the grit draws blood.

Forty-two degrees. The biting cold is the only thing proving I haven't been deleted along with the rest of the room.

Leo’s pulse thrums against my lower ribs. It’s a steady, rhythmic vibration, a low-frequency broadcast that anchors my weight to the floor.

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