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Chapter 29: The Final Red Line

Author: Mirah
last update publish date: 2026-06-20 04:54:22

The green mist inside the ventilation hub was no longer a vapor; it was becoming a heavy, pressurized fluid that coated the iron walls like oil.

Elena lunged toward the main valve box, her boots sliding through the slick, glowing condensate pooling on the floorboards. Her lungs burned with every short, ragged breath, the raw moonstone gas trying to calcify her celestial core from the inside out. Inside her mind, Kiara was completely silent, buried under an artificial winter that felt more like
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