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Chapter 159: The Living Pyramid

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The silence inside the Pyramid was not the silence of an empty room. It was the silence of a held breath.

Jack led the way, the red flare sputtering in his left hand, casting long, erratic shadows against the obsidian walls. The air here was cool, dry, and smelled faintly of antiseptic and old copper—a stark contrast to the humid rot of the jungle outside.

"This isn't a temple," Haley whispered, running her hand along the wall. "Look at the seams."

Jack looked closer. The walls weren't carved blocks of stone. They were interlocking plates of a matte-black composite material. Where the plates met, faint blue light pulsed rhythmically, like blood moving through a vein.

"Bio-architecture," Jack noted. "The Alphas grew this place."

"It's a machine," Ben muttered, his voice echoing in his helmet. "A giant, stone-eating, vine-covered machine. I hate it. Can we leave?"

"Not until we get the flower," Marcus grunted from the rear. He had finall

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