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CHAPTER 78: THE TECTONIC BLAST

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TANYA’S POV

The blistering, orange glare radiating from Kaelen’s chained body was melting the air inside the tunnel. The heat was unnatural, a roaring solar furnace that turned our silver suppression payloads into useless gray steam before the gas could clear the bars of the portcullis. My skin felt tight, blistering beneath the heavy wool of my cloak as the sulfurous fog evaporated into a choking white mist that smelled of scorched ozone and hot iron.

"The fuse!" I shrieked, scrambling bac
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